Raised in a very strict household where her parents wanted their kids to learn no cuss words, hear anything about the concept of sex, or listen to up-to-date music, the author was poking around one day and found something interesting. A bunch of "sex" books, many with illustrations, that were written by her father. She spent her childhood sneak reading the books but never asking about them. When her father develops Alzheimer's, and money problems, he tries to get her to co-author another crop of these books. This memoir has its very funny moments and the author does a great job narrating her own book but I didn't find it compelling enough to recommend widely.
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