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|    Tips on Parenting (1/4)    |
|    05 Dec 14 21:22:39    |
      XPost: alt.romance, alt.guns, soc.women       XPost: soc.men, rec.nude, alt.philosophy              Probably lots of kids wind up losing their virginity       because they and the other person are bored. That's how       it was with me. As a result of that, I've had an       unusual life. Oh, it started out pretty normally. I       grew up in a house with my parents and sister. Standard       American home. Dad and Mom both worked. I got decent       grades in school, etc.              No, the odd part began when I became a father at       fourteen after I got my sister pregnant and a       grandfather just a few days after my twenty-ninth       birthday, after our fourteen-year-old son got his       girlfriend pregnant. You might think there's a story       here, and there is. This is that story.              The normalcy of my life changed in the summer of 1992,       right after my sister turned twelve. I was thirteen at       the time and had been for a couple months. Both our       parents worked, so my sister and I had a lot of time       alone together. Our house was kind of out in the       sticks, so there wasn't anywhere for us to really go,       or any friends to hang out with.              It all got started one morning in early July. I woke up       that day without a thought of incest in my mind, though       being thirteen I did awake with thoughts of sex in my       mind. A few strokes of my penis took care of that, at       least for a little while.              After getting dressed I came out to the living room       where my sister, Tina, was playing "Super Mario World"       on our SNES. We'd gotten it for Christmas and it had       saved us both from going slowly mad with boredom       through the summer. Well, so far it had, anyhow. I was       getting a little tired of it.              "Morning, Eddie," Tina said, without looking up from       the game.              "Hey."              I grabbed some cereal, ate it and then came back out to       the living room where I plopped down next to my sister.              "Wanna play something together?" I asked after a bit.              "Like what?"              "Street Fighter?" I suggested.              Tina shrugged. "Ok, let me save this."              She saved her campaign against Bowser and I got the       games switched out. Soon Ryu and Guile were beating the       ever-living crap out of each other on our TV screen. It       wasn't as fun as playing it at an arcade, but it was       ok, and better than nothing.              We played for a couple hours, but it started to get       bored real quick. My sister and I had played the game       so often, we were pretty evenly matched, so it was       difficult to really beat each other. We had lots of       fights that ended only when the timer ran out.              I looked at the clock after a bit. It was still only       10:30 in the morning. I had a whole day of this kind of       boredom to look forward to. I sighed.              "What's wrong?" Tina asked.              I shrugged. "Just bored. I mean, playing this is fun,       but we've played it so often, you know? It just kind of       gets old."              "Yeah. Nothing on TV to watch, either," she said. Our       parents wouldn't spring for cable, so we had only the       (fuzzy), channels we could pick up with an antenna.              "Yeah." I thought for a bit. "Well, any other games you       wanna play? Not like just video games, but maybe       Monopoly or something?"              Tina thought for a moment and then shook her head. "No,       it's not fun with two people."              "True."              "We could play something new, if you want."              "What?" I asked. I knew we hadn't bought anything new       lately.              "Well, you know I stayed over at Jenna's house back a       few weeks ago?"              "Yeah."              "Well, her, her brother, one of his friends and me all       wound up playing a game together. Maybe you can I can       play it."              "What game?"              "It's called 'Truth or Dare'."              Now, maybe I was stupid, but I actually hadn't heard of       this before. "What is it?"              "Well, it's a game where you ask the other person if       they want to answer a question, that's 'Truth', or if       they want to do a dare. If the person you ask the       question to lies, and you catch them at it, then they       have to do a double-dare, which is a dare they can't       refuse. The same thing happens if they turn down the       regular dare. And you can't take truth more than three       times in a row."              "Oh, ok." Honestly it sounded pretty boring, but at       least it would be something different. "What kind of       questions and dares are there?"              "There's all sorts. The only thing is you can't dare       someone to do something dangerous."              "That seems reasonable."              "Yeah, it's a pretty fun game," she said. "It's more       fun with more people, but even with just two it ought       to be at least a little fun."              "Ok. So how do we start?"              "Well, we start by me asking you if you want a truth or       a dare?"              "Truth," I said, thinking I might as well play it safe.              "Ok. What's your favorite movie?"              "'Star Wars'," I replied.              "Ok. See, that was easy. Now you ask me."              "Ok, truth or dare?"              "Truth."              I grinned. "Is this game really as lame as I think?"              Tina giggled. "No."              "Ok."              "Your turn."              "Truth."              "Ok. Have you ever kissed a girl?"              I rolled my eyes. "What kind of question is that for my       little sister to ask?"              "The kind you have to answer, or you have to do a       double-dare."              "Yes, I've kissed a girl." Which was true.              "Ok."              "So which do you want?"              "Truth."              "You ever kissed a boy?" I sniped back at her.              "Yes," she said, very matter-of-fact.              "Oh. Ok. Well, I'll take truth again."              "Ok, but this is the last time you can take it until       you take a dare," she warned.              "Ok."              "How many girls have you kissed?"              "One," I admitted.              "Ok."              "Which do you want?"              "Truth," Tina said with a little smile.              "Ok. How many boys have you kissed?"              "Two."              "Ok."              "Alright, you have to take a dare now, and if you turn       it down, you have to take a double-dare."              "I know."              "Ok. Stand on your head."              "Ok." I flipped myself around and got into a headstand.       Not too hard, really. I used to take gymnastics back       when I was a little younger. Of course, since I wasn't       wearing gymnastics gear my shirt flopped down over my       face, but that was about the only annoying thing about       it.              Tina giggled. "Ok, that's good enough."              "Ok." I flopped back around and sat back down. "Ok,       your turn for a dare, then."              "Ok."              "Uhm." I couldn't think of anything to suggest, so I       finally decided to mimic her again. "You do the same       thing."              "Ok." She got up, moved over to the wall, so she could       balance against it a little, and then got into a       headstand, just like I had, and, just like with me, her       shirt flipped up. She wasn't wearing a bra.              I swallowed hard, aware that I was getting an erection.       Her breasts were still really small, but they were the       only ones I'd ever seen in real life. After a good,       long look, I said, "Ok. That's good."              "Ok." She flipped around and came back over to sit       down. She seemed completely oblivious to what I'd seen.       "Truth or dare?"              "Dare," I said, just to catch her by surprise.              "Ok. Take off your shirt and leave it off for the rest       of the game."              "What? Why?"              "Cause it's a dare. If you don't do it, you'll get a       double-dare."                     [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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