I know what they say about it not being your fault; that you are the victim and are in no way responsible when someone forces you to have sex. Still... I would still be a virgin if only I had not taunted him so.
Fourteen-year-old Peter Waxler is raised by his mother as a spineless sissy to punish her absent, macho husband. The wicked mother is controlling and overbearing, using her friends to tease the boy without permitting him sexual relief. The boy's life is miserable until the woman next door builds his confidence by teaching him to be a man in a rather unconventional way.
In 1960, I was a shy, skinny fourteen-year-old kid. I had no self-confidence, and I was scared to death of girls. My knowledge of human sexuality had more holes in it than my dad's rusty Chevy. Then the Myers family moved in across the street, and my sex education program kicked into high gear. A memoir of a boy's first experience with sex, and love.
Growing up in a small town in southeastern Georgia in the 1960’s wasn’t quite as idyllic as Mayberry, but my time there was made a lot better by having Daisy Taylor in my life. She was a pugnacious, kind of bratty tomboy who became my first love. Together, we explored the blooming sexuality of our teen years.