There's a 35 year-old PR girl who's never orgasmed with a man; an 18 year-old from Greece who wanted to "be like James Bond"; a woman in her 60s who wanted to explore a side of herself that she'd neglected since motherhood.
It's always worth looking at these things, because you don't want to get home full of excitement for the sexual times ahead only to find she lies there like a wet fish and doesn't get your fish wet at all.
They tell me that I make them laugh. That say they like me. They tell me that I'm interesting, independent or 'unique'. (Which roughly translated means 'I'd rather take a bath in regurgitated cat sick than go out with you'.) However successful the dates, the follow up is much the same.
It's hard to see how 50 SoG will fail. The book has sold over 100 million copies worldwide and it's been translated into 52 languages, It's pretty much the movie is going to be a slam dunk. It has all the hallmarks of a Hollywood bonkbuster: no plot, cardboard characters and sexual violence.
Arousal and desire would have evolved to promote the most successful mating strategy. So if having a novel sexual partner produced the greatest number of offspring who survive to procreate, then sexual desire and arousal should be greatest in these situations.
It seems incredibly naïve of the BBFC not to recognise the inherent sexism in that decision. Their argument was that female ejaculation was too close to water sports, but discriminating against a sexual emission on the basis of it's consistency is surely the ultimate prejudice.
There seems to be a tired, frustrating belief in British culture that sex is something that needs to be kept indoors and not talked about, especially if you're a politician or public figure. Supposedly looking at naked, sexual pictures of people is something that we are all supposed to be up in arms about...
All this puritanical, embarrassed, shaming behaviour towards subtly feeding a human infant now, is a head-banging hangover from those days - days when piano legs were covered up, lest anyone find them too scandalous. Crikey.
History has given us a colossal record of deceit, manipulation of the many by a resourceful and shrewd few, and the sustained distortion of public perception so robustly at any one time, it is imperative we review the model of society we have inherited. Power derives its life-force from control.
I don't think it should surprise anyone that women's pleasure is not top the list when it comes to pornography in the first place- the fact that it is being banned, just further reinforces what we already know: Porn is made for men.
Maybe I hadn't been the incredibly mature and sophisticated young woman who had attracted an older man. Maybe this wasn't a romantic tale of sexual awakening and empowerment at all. I started desperately trying to sort through my memories. Listening to his friend get angry with him and talking about statutory rape, and not knowing what that meant.
What an atrocious night for a date. Why the hell would anyone ever agree to go out on a first date on a Friday night? It's the most exciting night of the week for people with grown-up jobs. For those that remember how to pull in the real world, it's the best night of the week for that.
Right. It's October. Most people are giving up drinking this month but I'm giving up not dating for 30 consecutive days. How? With my trustee little instant date genrating device - Tinder. Ooh, but how are you going to raise money for charity by dating?
It was years ago that Dr. Komisaruk and Nurse PhD, Beverly Whipple, found the neurologic pathways by which women are able to orgasm. These discoveries gave women the "right" to talk about the different ways they could climax, and validate their experiences scientifically. How can it be that a "true" scientific study, such as the one cited by the London Daily Mail, could be so wrong?
Sarah* is a 22-year-old recent graduate from the Midlands. She is part of the 1% of British public that identify themselves as asexual...
Soho was built on sex, art and culture - and we should cherish its idiosyncratic creativity, not strive to stifle it. And don't we have enough alternative areas in London for those looking for a sterilised and family friendly night out? Dylan Thomas once called Swansea an "ugly, lovely town" and in many ways this is how I grew up seeing London. Its areas like Soho providing a beautiful dose of grit and grime in its cracked walls and faces.