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| extreme, fat women having sex, lyn lundgren, having sex while pregnant, tit fuck, pornstar aria, penguin books books, gay animal sex., robert novak, satire, outdoor group sex, mitch myers, | We would find volumes of Sex Before Marriage and lying about on the coffee table. We delighted at the discovery, convinced that our mother had forgotten to replace the book to its original hiding place, behind the sliding bookshelf doors at the headboard of our parents' bed, where we knew them to keep a collection of racy material. Unaware that we were being given a self-guided tutorial on the birds and the bees, we leafed through the manual, giggling at the pictures and howling at the and step by step instructions. Our interest piqued, we took to rummaging and through the forbidden stash, reading aloud from The Biography of Marilyn Chambers and The Life and Times of Fanny Farmer. We cackled maniacally at the pornographic details and began to incorporate words like "throbbing" and "pulsating" into our everyday vocabulary. The shift in our speech habits went unnoticed until my mother began receiving telephone calls from the other mothers in the neighborhood who were concerned that we were running a porn ring from our suburban address. |
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| She would succumb to its lure, leaving the living room upside down. The woman read voraciously. She would immerse herself in a book to such a extreme degree that she ceased to be aware of anyone or anything around her. My brother and I quickly learned to take pleasure from her comatose state. "Mom," my brother would bellow, "Ann just gave birth to twins in the bathroom and left a bloody mess on the floor." My mother would mark her place with a trembling finger extreme and drag her eyes to the extreme top of the page, just shy of leaving the book completely. "Mmmm-hmmm, that's nice, dear," she would murmur. We challenged our creativity, developing contests to see who could grab my mother's attention with the most outlandish statement. We confessed to murder, self-mutilation, and incest at our mother's side and were met with blank stares and a distant smile. We began to realize that our mother was using books to communicate with us in ways that she found difficult to do face to face. |
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