Succinct little statement there.
I was 14. Must have been ignited with intuitive drive as it was after watching Young Guns. Or was it Young Guns 2? Either way. The heat! Like a flash fire, or whatever the expression is. We don't have that sort of extreme weather event here. We certainly didn't then either, as no one else found it for years, and I wasn't able to point them to it, somehow.
'Where do you like to be touched?'
'That's a funny place.'
'Do you frig yourself?'
Me: Well (debates teaching three drunk boys in a dark garden about female masturbation, at age 15), yes.
Best friend: No.
Yeah, right, Vicki.
And yay for the big colouring book of vulvas. It should be in schools.