Women were breaking the old molds. My sister Sydney-Jo was in her early twenties attending nursing college. She was not happy with learning how to giv... needles, insert cathaters and give enemas as she told me. I was just finishing up high school and was not interested in going to college. All of my three older brothers and my other older sister did. I quit high school in my senior year at the beginning of the fourth quarter. But that is another story. In the summer we had a open house with. ”“Okay….” she teased as she reached for a bottle of body lotion on the night table. The next morning, we were up early to go fishing in the canoe and Candy was sunning herself again on the lawn in the afternoon. Brad and another kid were doing chores, but they both seemed to be working near our cabin more than was strictly necessary. I was certain they were checking out my wife. I couldn’t blame them. With her firm smooth body and radiant auburn hair falling to her shoulders, she looked. This startled Rosa. Her mother had only had sex with men, in their little one room hut. Rosa had always stayed quiet, like she was asleep; but she saw what was going on. Mama had told her that she only slept with men she liked, and that they helped keep food on the table.Mama must really like Sister Maria, mused Rosa.Across from her mother sat the old woman, Flora. She was having sex by herself. Rubbing her privates.Out of the cloud walked one of the shiny ladies. It was the one that translated. It was obvious from her diary that she wasn’t going to let him change his mind about her as a real woman.Soon her mother’s notes related how her father was making love to her as often as they could. Yes, she became pregnant and he married her. Her dad had gone to college and became an attorney before they met. Nancy read that just after she was born her mother had found her own mother’s diary. Nancy’s mother, Wilma had been surprised that her mother, Sara had not been a virgin when.