LOL My mother. No, seriously! But… not that way. 😉
I was a very precocious kid. I was in her bathroom one day when I found this weird book in the trash. Unlike every other book I’d ever seen, the cover on this one was blank.
It didn’t look all that threatening, and it was in my mother’s trash, so she clearly didn’t want it anymore, right? Maybe it was a vocabulary book… I’ll never understand what my sweet little southern belle of a mother was doing with that book, but I can certainly understand why she threw it away. She ran with a crowd that thought itself rather racy and naughty, maybe one of them gave it to her. She probably read the first paragraph, screamed and that was that!
So that was my first introduction to the scene officially, though it had been explained to me even earlier than that. I just didn’t have the context until I read the book. And even then there were a few things I didn’t quite understand until a few re-readings later. But really, I think you could safely say I’ve been into the scene most of my life.

