My mother once told me that she never liked sex. She has always been the conservative kind: always wearing pantyhose under all dresses and skirts, just a touch of makeup when she went out— which she seldom did and was almost always back home and in bed by 10:30. In fact, she surprised me the one time I noticed cleavage at her neckline. And the only time I heard her swear was when she was reading a passage out loud from “To Kill A Mockingbird” and even then, she grimaced in pain. …Read more at Ebony.com
