tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002765122134131983.post6055980098105112367..comments2023-10-20T06:56:28.352-07:00Comments on Bock in SecondLife: Playing With MyselfBock McMillanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10415173698472056079noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002765122134131983.post-16129491821941246472013-03-01T11:39:05.935-08:002013-03-01T11:39:05.935-08:00When I was six years old, I remember telling my mo...When I was six years old, I remember telling my mom that I was playing with myself after she asked me what I was doing in my room alone. She looked shocked and then asked why? I told her that since there was no one around to play with (my friend Tommy was not at home), I was playing with myself. Of course, six years old is far too young to masturbate. <br /><br />She then realized that I was not slapping the pony (so to speak), and told me that this was OK. <br /><br />She had a Mah Johng game that night with her lady friends (I grew up in the New York suburbs where Mah Johng is big), and one of her friends asked me what I was doing upstairs I proceeded to tell everyone in attendance that I was playing with myself! I also proceeded to tell the entire neighborhood that I played with myself "when there was no one around to play with". <br /><br />My poor mother. I remember our conversation on the subject:<br /><br />Mom "Little Eddi, please do not tell everyone you are playing with yourself! it is not nice."<br /><br />Little Eddi: Why mom?<br /><br />Mom: It just is not nice. You can tell people that you are playing your toys alone. You just cannot tell them you are playing with yourself. <br /><br />Little Eddi: But Why? If Tommy is not around, I am playing with myself. Why Mom?<br /><br />Eventually, through bribes (if you do not tell anyone you are playing with yourself for an entire week, you will get one dollar or something like this), I stopped telling people that I was playing with myself. It was not for many more years that I learned why I was being bribed not to say this!Eddi Haskellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10365026406880360184noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002765122134131983.post-89984986124688210592013-02-28T21:07:35.393-08:002013-02-28T21:07:35.393-08:00Wish I was there!Wish I was there!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03475716106415308569noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3002765122134131983.post-42151862995258923662013-02-28T18:15:26.806-08:002013-02-28T18:15:26.806-08:00so you need somebody to dance with X-) *grin* make...so you need somebody to dance with X-) *grin* make it someone you can play with! :) Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02644590820389919006noreply@blogger.com