Why Didn't My Parents Let Me Play House?
My parents were no fun. :mad2: They never let us play house or doctor. :mad2:
My version of "house" and my parents' version of "house" must have been entirely different. House is a game (at least I thought) where you build a house out of the couch cushions and a miniature kitchen set and other things in the living room. Then, the players would carry out a normal day. The "guy" would go to work while the "mother" stayed at home with the "children" where she belonged. :mad2: The kids would cry and take naps and other things that kids are supposed to do. Then, when it was time for the "husband" to come home, the family was supposed to argue over "dinner" about things such as bills and chores.
But, somehow, my parents view was entirely different. They thought that "house" somehow required all participants to be nude or in the process of becoming nude and then it would inevitably lead to a fondle-fest of sorts.
I never thought that this was house was to be played, so I didn't know how they came to that conclusion (at the time). I just wanted to reënact the dysfunctional family to which I was used. I didn't ever want to play a game where we explored our sexual curiousity as children. :(
Did your parents ever spoil your fun in a manner like this? Also, do you want to play house with me? :monster:
