My father crossed my sexual boundaries by taunting me about my developing body. He teased me when he learned that a boy had a crush on me. He made it seem "dirty" and I was left with the overwhelming feeling that becoming "a woman" was very dangerous. I did everything I could to stay a little girl to avoid further abuse.
I wouldn't call the way my father was toward me abusive, but it was teasing and icky. It was NOT healthy, I'm sure of that.
I also had NO dates in high school or college until I was a senior and was swept off my feet by a professor (he was only five years older than me). I had sex the first time with the man (boy) I married at age 22.
I don't think I ever associated sex and love. Sex was proof that I was attractive, okay, normal.
