Sunday, March 28, 2010

Sex Talk

I have some very horny neighbours who need approaching before I lose more sleep. But I don't know what to say. Maybe I don't have the words because Sex Talks with my Mom went like this:

On the Matter of 'Your Changing Body':

Mom: You know that bra & pantie set your Auntie V. sent for Christmas?

Me [headvoice]: You mean the hot pink set that looks like it came off a Barbie doll? The one that humiliated me when I opened it and everyone cooed at how cute, bla bla bla?

Me [out loud]: Yeah.

Mom: Maybe it's time you started wearing it. You're starting to develop. [The phrase 'starting to develop' fell on me like an anvil.]

Me [headvoice]: Can I go now?

Me [out loud]: Um...it's kind of ugly. And won't it show through my clothes? Do I have to?

Mom: It's time. Besides, it's cute and I don't think we'd find anything small enough for you. It's perfect for now.

Me [headvoice]: Shitballs. Trapped. I am *not* wearing that overstetched Barbie crap. It has a picture on the crotch, for fuck's sake! A little bit of childish scenery I'd rather not sport around, thanks.

Me [out loud]: Sure. Okay.

I never wore the pink bra & pantie set. What normal 'budding' 12-year-old would? So, instead of taking me shopping, two white training bras appeared on my bed as a gift. Bras which took several months for me to try on. Bras which I wore long past their expiry date. My Mom never said a word about bras & panties again. After the hot pink set and the training bras, I somehow waded into the complex world of fitting my boobs with the feeling that I should keep the fact that I have breasts a secret.

Even today, when friends or lovers suggest that bras can be sexy, that lingerie is fun, I am somewhat shy. Sure, I have a drawer dedicated to bras - all plain black or white, all highly functional, and all purchased in haste and frustration. I have yet to step foot in a fancy bra shop (too much stimulus), but I hear it's a total turn-on. Makes you feel like a woman.

Hm. Maybe I should talk to my neighbour. Ask her where she shops for lingerie. From what I hear through the walls, she's having a lot of that fun I've been missing.

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