As my dad was a physician, penis, testes, scrotum and rectum. My dad never gave us the "birds and bees" talk, but rather directed us to appropriate reference books on his shelf. Which certainly put a kibosh on thoughts of reckless conduct when you came to some of the photos of advanced stages of venereal disease. As a pre-teen, I had no idea what my peers were talking about on the playground, as I had no idea what the slang terms meant. If they had been discussing terms like "mons veneris," "labia majora," "phallus," "coitus" and "clitoris," I could have followed the discussion. It was virtually impossible for me to "talk dirty" as I lacked the requisite vocabulary.