Is she joking, or what?
Maybe there really was a time when a good little girl didn't fool around, married one guy, bore him a bunch of babies, stayed home and talked baby talk, and then died having slept with one man in her life, possibly in childbirth.
But why go back to that time? People used to go to bed at 6:00pm too, because they didn't have electric lights, but now life is better.
Don't you guys think one can lead a moral and happy life by, say, having a series of maybe 20-50 consensual affairs starting whenever you start these days and 26, getting married at 28 (having lived with hubby for 2 years), having 2 or 3 kids in wedlock, having a rewarding career, being monogamous during marriage?
Personally, I think that's a much more rewarding way to live your life. I'm going to have a lot fewer regrets on my deathbed than I would if I'd followed Mrs. Web's advice. And most senior citizens are coming around too-- I hear they are living together out of wedlock in large numbers now.
If you've met the child you've also met the parent.
I don't think the mother IS advocating it. It's never wise to take a young miscreant at her word. The mother is trying to make clear to the daughter that the tail doesn't wag the dog and that HER HOUSE may not be used for teen sex.
My mother knows that I am sleeping with my boyfriend.
This does not necessarily mean Mom is happy about that.
She has told us that we cannot have sex at our house. We can't go to his house either because his grandmother won't let a girl up into his bedroom.
This little twit thinks Mom should be okay with the idea of her daughter having sex with this and all future boyfriends, since giving permission to one means giving permission to all.
This leaves public places as the only choice, which my mother says is fine with her.
Daughter's resentment speaking up here. The real conversaation probably went something like "WAAAAAAAAAH, Mom, you KNOW I'm having sex already, where are we SUPPOSED to go to do it, out in public places where we could be arrested?" to which Mom might have said "If you're that big of a tramp, go **** in the bushes then where the whole world can see you, it's FINE WITH ME! But don't even think of doing it in MY house."
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