I was no wild child, far from it, I was that bookish quiet girl. But l was having sex at 15 (40s now, with professional job and no regrets); my hormones were bubbling.
Mum, very much a feminist, could be quite strict, was annoyed when she first found out, not that l was having sex, but that l hadn’t told her and that elder sister knew too.
She made no attempt to stop me, thinking that would be futile and supported my own welfare and well being ensuring that l was not being taken advantage of, he was a nice boy.
The key thing was that mum and l had a good teenage/daughter relationship, with friends of my own age, with their parents, it was often falling apart. And did you know it, with mum, if you had not done your homework.
She passed away some years ago and l thank her for the appropriate support.
I think it’s different today, especially with boys (l just had one sister) and porn influence so widely available, the vital thing is teaching and maintaing respect for girls/women.
As for those who say my house, my rules, it is a shared house with whoever you brought into this world. You (where ever possible), give them life and home.