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One reason some girls have sex is that boys are not afraid of their dads. I would let a young man know in no certain terms what would happen to him if he were having sex with my daughter.
I do that with some regularity. On meeting a new wannabe boyfriend:
Nice to meet you. You want to go out with my daughter?
Yes sir I do.
Will you take care of her?
Yes sir I will.
Treat her resectfully at all times?
Yes sir I will.
Do you understand that I am entrusting you with someone who is more precious to me than life, more precious to me than your life, and more precious to me than staying out of jail?
Ok sir I get it. We will be home by midnight.
Can you swim?
(puzzled) Yes sir I can.
Can you swim accross the river in front of our house?
(still puzzeled) Yes sir. I am a good swimmer, I think that I can do that.
With a refridgerator chained to your back?
(confused). . . . . Umm . . . . umm. . . . I get it, we will be home by midnight. She will be safe with me.
You are going into the city?
Yes sir we are going to see a play.
You understand that it is dangerous there?
Yes sir I do.
You understand that if you take her to the city, you are taking responsibility to protect her at all costs, even with your life?
I get that.
Do you also understand that if you touch her inapproriately, whatever you touch her with can be removed from the rest of your body?
No need to worry about that Mr. Jensen, you have me appropritately terrified.
Good, then have a nice time. See you at midnight. Now that that is understood, do you want a beer?
No sir I do not drink.
Good. Right answer. Now I do not have to kill you before you leave.
Daughter: Dad! No wonder I can never get dates. (roll eyes and sigh).
Another daughter and another boy:
Hi, Mr. Jensen I would like to ask if I may have the privilege of dating your daughter.
(Mr. Jensen grabs a very large nasty looking knife and jams it deep into the butcher block on the kitchen island)
Are you going to do anything that will make me want to remove this knife and stick it somewhere else?
No sir. I would not even think of it.
Daughter: Can we go now?
No. He still needs to fill out the application. Grades, intentions, parents names addresses telephone number and occupation, driving history and so on.
(Sigh, eye roll).
Lets go.
I am a good driver.
(Mr. Jensen figets with the knife testing the edge with his finger while simply staring at boy).
Daughter: Can we go now?
Be back by ten.
How about twelve?
Not without an application.
Lets go.
So far, no trouble with boyfriends and I am still not in jail. In fact the biggest problem that I have is tht as soon as I stop hating the guy and begin to like him, she loses interest. Maybe I should start to like them sooner and get rid of them early.
I do that with some regularity. On meeting a new wannabe boyfriend:
Nice to meet you. You want to go out with my daughter?
Yes sir I do.
Will you take care of her?
Yes sir I will.
Treat her resectfully at all times?
Yes sir I will.
Do you understand that I am entrusting you with someone who is more precious to me than life, more precious to me than your life, and more precious to me than staying out of jail?
Ok sir I get it. We will be home by midnight.
Can you swim?
(puzzled) Yes sir I can.
Can you swim accross the river in front of our house?
(still puzzeled) Yes sir. I am a good swimmer, I think that I can do that.
With a refridgerator chained to your back?
(confused). . . . . Umm . . . . umm. . . . I get it, we will be home by midnight. She will be safe with me.
You are going into the city?
Yes sir we are going to see a play.
You understand that it is dangerous there?
Yes sir I do.
You understand that if you take her to the city, you are taking responsibility to protect her at all costs, even with your life?
I get that.
Do you also understand that if you touch her inapproriately, whatever you touch her with can be removed from the rest of your body?
No need to worry about that Mr. Jensen, you have me appropritately terrified.
Good, then have a nice time. See you at midnight. Now that that is understood, do you want a beer?
No sir I do not drink.
Good. Right answer. Now I do not have to kill you before you leave.
Daughter: Dad! No wonder I can never get dates. (roll eyes and sigh).
Another daughter and another boy:
Hi, Mr. Jensen I would like to ask if I may have the privilege of dating your daughter.
(Mr. Jensen grabs a very large nasty looking knife and jams it deep into the butcher block on the kitchen island)
Are you going to do anything that will make me want to remove this knife and stick it somewhere else?
No sir. I would not even think of it.
Daughter: Can we go now?
No. He still needs to fill out the application. Grades, intentions, parents names addresses telephone number and occupation, driving history and so on.
(Sigh, eye roll).
Lets go.
I am a good driver.
(Mr. Jensen figets with the knife testing the edge with his finger while simply staring at boy).
Daughter: Can we go now?
Be back by ten.
How about twelve?
Not without an application.
Lets go.
So far, no trouble with boyfriends and I am still not in jail. In fact the biggest problem that I have is tht as soon as I stop hating the guy and begin to like him, she loses interest. Maybe I should start to like them sooner and get rid of them early.
I understand you are one of those people who believe anything goes, and anything's OK. But you have no more idea of what you think may happen than I do. But I know more about myself, and more about my family, than you do. I have been inculcating my children (sons, no daughters) with certain values since they were in utero, and I can only hope that these values have taken hold. My values were given to me, and they worked fine in my case. I am very old-school and Old World in outlook, and I will never feel ashamed for that nor apologize for it.
Ditto. I am proud to raise a pack of misfits who have old fashioned moral values.
My 19 y.o daughter told me this morning that she wishes that she was born in the early 1900s. She wants to dress pretty not sexy. She liked the fact that ladies covered themselves even up to the neck with pretty lace collars and pretty fluffy dresses, not leotards or g-strings. She wants to live in a time where it is looked upon favorably to be chaste, and dislike crass language, jokes etc. She says that they make fun of her in her college classes and ask her "Did you even go to high school?" She said that our society is really messed up and the tendency to accept things becuase "everyone is doing it" creates nothing but problems. She said "I wish that I fit in, but I am glad that I don't if it means acting like that"
It's a crime against my family and a violation of the rules of my home.
The cops could charge a ham sandwich for existing while porcine if they wished. If I called them on this person who was in my house without my consent, I'm sure something could be arranged. Or at least the poor guy who had the misfortune to defy my rules might think so.
1. It's not a crime against your family
2. The rules of your house have no legal bearing
This is how I imagine it going
Lucario: "A 17 year old boy had sex with my 17 year old daughter. Take him to jail"
Police: *laughs*
I do that with some regularity. On meeting a new wannabe boyfriend:
Nice to meet you. You want to go out with my daughter?
Yes sir I do.
Will you take care of her?
Yes sir I will.
Treat her resectfully at all times?
Yes sir I will.
Do you understand that I am entrusting you with someone who is more precious to me than life, more precious to me than your life, and more precious to me than staying out of jail?
Ok sir I get it. We will be home by midnight.
Can you swim?
(puzzled) Yes sir I can.
Can you swim accross the river in front of our house?
(still puzzeled) Yes sir. I am a good swimmer, I think that I can do that.
With a refridgerator chained to your back?
(confused). . . . . Umm . . . . umm. . . . I get it, we will be home by midnight. She will be safe with me.
You are going into the city?
Yes sir we are going to see a play.
You understand that it is dangerous there?
Yes sir I do.
You understand that if you take her to the city, you are taking responsibility to protect her at all costs, even with your life?
I get that.
Do you also understand that if you touch her inapproriately, whatever you touch her with can be removed from the rest of your body?
No need to worry about that Mr. Jensen, you have me appropritately terrified.
Good, then have a nice time. See you at midnight. Now that that is understood, do you want a beer?
No sir I do not drink.
Good. Right answer. Now I do not have to kill you before you leave.
Daughter: Dad! No wonder I can never get dates. (roll eyes and sigh).
Another daughter and another boy:
Hi, Mr. Jensen I would like to ask if I may have the privilege of dating your daughter.
(Mr. Jensen grabs a very large nasty looking knife and jams it deep into the butcher block on the kitchen island)
Are you going to do anything that will make me want to remove this knife and stick it somewhere else?
No sir. I would not even think of it.
Daughter: Can we go now?
No. He still needs to fill out the application. Grades, intentions, parents names addresses telephone number and occupation, driving history and so on.
(Sigh, eye roll).
Lets go.
I am a good driver.
(Mr. Jensen figets with the knife testing the edge with his finger while simply staring at boy).
Daughter: Can we go now?
Be back by ten.
How about twelve?
Not without an application.
Lets go.
So far, no trouble with boyfriends and I am still not in jail. In fact the biggest problem that I have is tht as soon as I stop hating the guy and begin to like him, she loses interest. Maybe I should start to like them sooner and get rid of them early.
She'll marry one of those guys and in 30 years he will have some say over whether to put you in a discount nursing home.
No kidding i still remember talking to a couple of my friends who said they won't allow their kids to learn sex ed at school, because they are too young to know anything about sex.
A person invited in by your daughter is not an intruder.
Why would a boy be a fool just because he wanted sex?
At some point she will be old enough to decide for herself whether she wants to have sex or not. Your job is not to deter her from doing that. Your job is to raise her so that when SHE makes the decision to have sex it is the right decision for her.
I don't think younger teens should be having sex. I think they are to young to deal with the intimacy of sex. They are to young for a truly intimate relationship and they are to young to make informed decisions about things like risk of pregnancy and STDS. Plus they are totally unprepared for the emotional hurt that comes with breaking up with someone with whom they have been intimate.
However, at some point in the late teens a person is old enough to decide whether and when to have sex. It's their job to make that decision. NOT YOURS.
I'm in my late teens and I've decided not to have sex. That's my decision. Oddly enough, my mom wants me to have sex. I guess she's the opposite of some posters on here.
And do you know why I made the decision not to have sex? Sex ed. That's right. When I was 14, I learned there is no such thing as safe sex, just safer sex. Abstinence is the only 100% effective form of birth control. Sex is just not a risk I want to take. But before my 9th grade sex ed class, I dreamed of having sex someday. My mom says that teacher ruined sex for me. But he didn't ruin anything. He saved me. If I never had his class, my life might be ruined by a baby.
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