Once, as a twelve-year-old girl, she asked her father-in-law not to masturbate with me anymore. By rounding and increasing the size of my mother's eyes, I realized that I was rubbing some fierce wild. I had to admit that I heard on TV that masturbation is a bad habit. And bad habits are smoking, swinging on a chair and biting nails, the last eye was just doing it. I no longer use words whose meanings I do not fully understand.