Real moms chat about sex with sons
We talk about the six-month sentence ruling on the case of a Stanford student, how he should strive to be like the Swedes, who rescued the victim, and not the swimmer, who dragged her behind a dumpster and raped her. “If she’s too drunk, or you are, to speak clearly, you don’t even try it. If she’s sober, you need to ask her if she’s sure she wants to do it. Touching, oral sex, intercourse.” He cringes a bit, here, as he does whenever I speak in graphic terms about sex, but I don’t let that stop me. If she hesitates in any way, physically, like if she is stiff or not responding to your kissing her, or if she says something like ‘wait’ or ‘I don’t know,’ you stop.
“You need to say the words, ‘Are you sure you want to do this?
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"Be careful with the way you act and the way you dress -- it's easy to get a bad reputation." "That's just the way boys are -- you can't give them any excuse to behave that way towards you." "You need to be safe!
I was on the edge of 15 when I was sexually assaulted.
The boy was older, someone I’d had a crush on, and so when he unzipped his jeans and forced himself down my throat while we were sitting together in the front seat of his car, I didn’t fight, I didn’t pull away.
Over the next few months, I cried through most of the hours I should have been sleeping, because during the day, I had to pretend like nothing had happened—that I hadn’t been forever changed.
I laughed with my friends, did my homework, spent time with my family, even as guilt hardened the marrow of my bones, making me feel brittle, as though my entire skeleton might snap. I’ve talked about it; I understand that what happened wasn’t my fault.