I was in maybe fourth or fifth grade when my mom decided to show my suntan to two neighbor women.

We were all in the kitchen when she turned me to face away from them so they could see my tanned back and my untanned butt.

I remember asking if they wanted to see me in front and turning around. I didn't know why they and my mom all screamed.

I was in my late forties and a volunteer at San Francisco Sex Information (www.sfsi.org) when I realized that my work there was a long-delayed remedy for 12 years of Catholicism's bizarre sexual ethic.

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