50’s Family: A Sister’s Virginity
“Please, Dad,” I begged. “I already told you,” my father insisted in his infuriating old school way. “The answer is no, you cannot. Not unless you double date with Adam and Tiffany.” “But you let him go to the drive-in by himself,” I pointed out, feeling like a whiney teenager, which I guess at the moment was accurate. “He’s a boy,” Dad replied not at all aware of how sexist that statement was, sounding like a broken record. “And he’s older.” “By nine whole minutes,” I pointed out, sounding like another. Dad had illogically used those damn nine minutes against me my whole life… even stressing when I protested that Adam was born before Eve in the Bible too. ‘Adam is your big brother’, which was usually followed with, ‘You are his baby sister and …