He taught me how to cook and clean, showed me how he liked to have massages, disciplined me when I was bad, taught me how to act womanly and how men are smarter and stronger and that's why I'm supposed to be quiet and do as he says, and why pants and suits and stuff are men's clothes even if the people at the store tell me they're "women's" clothes, so he taught me that women are supposed to wear dresses and clothes with skirts, nothing going between the legs unless it's that time of the month, then I'm supposed to wear panties and pads.
I saved myself for him and after we got married he taught me how to have sex the way he likes. I had thought there was only one place the penis was supposed to go, but he showed me where else it could go. It kind of hurts when he puts it in the one place, but he says that's his favorite so I'm happy to do it. He still calls me his little girl and likes it when I call him daddy.
When I was still in high school they told me something about using these rubber things and "birth control" but he explained those were actually bad for me and it's important for a good woman to get pregnant as often as possible. I guess God doesn't want me to have that many babies though, so far I've only been pregnant 3 times and the one time didn't work out.
I'm so glad my husband adopted me and taught me what life is really like, since it seems like everyone else is just lying to me all the time and doesn't know how to be a good person.