We are birds of a feather, which is probably why we sleep together. Him, with those consistently unreplied to text messages, and me, with my lackadaisical attitude towards fucking. We’re sitting in my bedroom at 2pm, me kicked back and … Read more →

“I’m just a normal person who wants normal things and a normal girlfriend who doesn’t ask me to choke her out while five guys watch us having sex.” I’m sitting in some house in Berkeley with my friend who is … Read more →

When I was in high school, one of the sexual myths that was poured into my pliable young brain during those awkward sex ed classes was the following axiom: Women use sex to attain intimacy, and men use intimacy to attain … Read more →

After the first time you have sex, it is said that you have “lost your virginity.” With this phrase comes the connotation that we have lost our innocence and in some ways lost ourselves to another person. Our virginity is … Read more →

“Have you or your partners shared needles?” “No.” “Have any of your partners ever been incarcerated or in the system?” I’m sitting in the intake office, and up until this point my rather handsome male nurse has been slightly flirting … Read more →

I am a master of my own sexuality, and of other people’s, too. This isn’t something that bodes well for me, mostly because most people are perfectly content with ignorance of their own orgasms and gonads and touchy feely sensations. … Read more →