I have tutored Little Igor to be a man of this world. For example, I exhibited him a smutty magazine three days yore, so that he should be appraised of the many positions in which I am carnal. 'This is sixty-nine,' I told him, presenting the magazine in front of him. I put my fingers--two of them--on the action, so that he would not overlook it. 'Why is it dubbed sixty-nine?' he asked, because he is a person hot on fire with curiosity. 'It was invented in 1969. My friend Gregory knows a friend of the nephew of the inventor.' 'What did people do before 1969?' 'Merely blowjobs and masticating box, but never in chorus.
by Jonathan Safran Foer
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In the text, the narrator describes his unconventional approach to educating Little Igor about adult matters. He shares a smutty magazine with him, specifically pointing out a sexual position known as "sixty-nine." This moment serves as both a lesson and a way to expose Igor to the realities of adult relationships, highlighting the narrator's desire to prepare Igor for life in the modern world.

Igor's curiosity prompts him to ask about the origin of the term "sixty-nine," which leads to a humorous exchange about its invention in 1969. The narrator also contrasts this with the sexual practices of the past, indicating a shift in societal norms and attitudes towards sexuality. This dialogue underlines the themes of growth, education, and the sometimes awkward nature of discussing sexual topics.

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