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Our young protagonist, involved in an unlikely affair with a considerably older woman, one that all outsiders would state an “obvious fail”, just shrugs at his dubious confronters and says, “I know what I’m doing. I’ll be all right.” And me, there on my sofa, I scoff and chuckle, “Oh, sure you will.” Because I know. I [...]
“Welcome. May I take your order, please?” “Sure! I’ll have a half-order of debauchery, two orders of ethical abandonment, four simultaneous orgasms, a complete absence of scruples, and a double-chocolate shake, please. That’ll hold me over till four. What time’s your drive-thru open till?” “That all depends on the shelling, and the heavy barrage of bullshit [...]
Parents bear so much responsibility for how kids view sex. It’s a shame most of them don’t handle the subject better, and terrible that so little emphasis is placed on sexual education. Two things caused me to spend years questioning sex and feeling like a whore for engaging in it: the Catholic Church and my [...]