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“But Jane doesn’t have any hairs on this area of her body?” I wondered aloud as I tried to make sense of her reply.
“She is still a child. When she gets older, she will grow black anal sexes curly hairs on her ‘yin po’.”
“When, Mum?”
“When she gets bigger and become a woman like me.”
“She will have big busts like you have here?” As the words left my mouth, I guilelessly raised one hand to feel her soapy breasts.
“Yes!” She was abrupt with that reply and began to wash the soap from her body with the hand shower. But I was not fully satisfied with her answers and, I continued to pique her with my blabber.
“Daddy also have hairs here.
“A man will also have hairs and one day you will have yours too. “
Mum found my questioning very irksome and very taxing on her patience. I was becoming a pain in her neck with my churlishness. I felt disturbed and perplexed by her progressive change in attitude towards me and begged her to continue showering with me. She did obliged me on a few occasions, but over time she was able to convince me of the need to handle my own personal hygiene like my younger sisters. As if to reassure me that she was really not ill at ease to show her naked self to her favourite son, she continued to change her clothes uninhibitedly whilst in my presence.” |
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