Same here, as evidenced when one rainy Saturday afternoon the family were all together after lunch, grandparents drinking tea, me cross legged on the floor rea

Same here, as evidenced when one rainy Saturday afternoon the family were all together after lunch, grandparents drinking tea, me cross legged on the floor reading when I innocently asked the room “hey, what does cunt mean?’ Grandma turned puce and dad snatched the book from me, wtf are you reading? James Herbert’s Rats trilogy. Aged 8. Warped ever since. Text is plenty.