I asked my mother what the man had to do with babies being born. She wanted to know why I needed to know and I said I couldn't understand the jokes the other boys in the 6th grade were telling.
Well, she told me how the man was involved and did so using the most negative terms that she could find in order to make a bad impression. Then she made the mistake of getting the WTBTS involved in her explanation - which muddied up the water even more - and for me turned the perception inside out. I figgered at such an early stage that if the WT was agin it, then it was likely something that I would be solidly behind.
Armed with this information, I sought out the girl in the 6th grade who was notorious for experimentation in this area and we experimented. It was only pretty good experimentation.
Next, I went with a friend of mine who was more wordly in this area and who was 16 and we went on Wednesday night to the S*****s house on account of Mr. S. was famous for going to bible school down at the Baptist School every Wednesday night. Now the S*****s had two daughters. One was 16 and was as loose as the screws in Freddy Franz head. The other one was "mine" being 14 and having a pair of what we called back then "Golden Winnebagoes". Let your imagination be your guide. This is where the instruction went from being so theoretical in nature to being more outright practical.
Well, it was dark as pitch by the time the Wednesday night prayer meeting started, but there was just enough light filtering in to the upstairs bedrooms to give a fella a full and unobstructed view of the aforementioned Golden Winnebagoes. The reaction of my entire corporeal form was most delightful I must say.
And thus did I receive my education in the finer points of cop-u-lay-shun. And we were forever being almost caught by Mr. S*****s. However, we could spot him coming by the headlights that were always on high beam has he came down his driveway and the sight of which was enough to make us both swear off this internecine mellon sampling. At least for six days.
The JWs could, and did, make us all swear off such greedy tail flipping. But too late it was. And a grand time was had by all (BTW, my mother's description amounted to such a lie that I disregarded all that she said in future.)
francois