Every little girl should expect to be given the opportunity to chose her own unmentionables; that's just how I see it. My mother was a head-strong farm woman with little to no time for frivalty. We were given the necessities and their absolute 'best' explanations on life's wonderments though quite a good amount of it was rather 'off the wall'. Still, we loved our parents and found ways to forgive their shortcomings as I'm sure they did for us as well. This is a funny story about the era of which I was given my first 'brazzzeer' and what became of it.
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