Yeah Mom, THAT’S Why I’m Blushing
It is always awkward to watch anything sexual on tv with my parents, but it’s hard to avoid unless the only thing you watch is The Cosby Show. It doesn’t matter if it’s a joke, two people kissing, or a full-on sex scene, my ears turn bright red and I stare up at the ceiling.
It has been this way since I was ten. Back then it was because oh my god the lady on tv just said the word penis IN FRONT OF MY PARENTS. Now it is more out of horror that my mother may have to ask me what a t-bag is, or worse–that she may already know what it is. Or what if–shudders–she not only knows what it is they’re talking about on tv, but has actually done it?
The whole realm of sex becomes mortifying. My mother is not allowed to know what double-dildos are for.
