Young and curious idle time with brother

My Dad was awkward around girls.  He grew up in a family of boys no dealings with girls and a very hardcore mother.  So when I was born my Dad didn’t know what to do.  As I got older his approach to parenting was more like don’t ask and don’t tell.  As long as there are no bumps, bruises or illegitimate children all is good.

My brother and I were left alone often while my parents toiled in factories.  The summers were the best.  No school and unrestricted access to the no limits phone sex stuff, the cartoon porn, the actual porn and the VCR.  We weren’t supposed to touch any of it.  But of course we did because that’s what kids who are curious do.