Casual sex should be with somebody you actually like. My new rule of thumb is to only shag men I don't mind sleeping over, and am okay with kissing goodbye when they leave. Anyone else isn't worth my time- and if I'm not prepared to make at least that much effort, I'm probably not worth theirs, either.
Recently, a group of young women friends were telling me it's considered "normal" to be doin' the wild thing on the third date. I nearly fell out of my chair. "The third date?!" I cried, suddenly feeling like a seven-year-old exposed to Boy Cooties.
The question was how to advertise myself. You see, an Internet dating profile is like a CV. Just as you have to find a way to explain the massive cancer-shaped hole in your resumé, you also have to think about how to factor your illness into future relationships.
We're living in a funny old age. Much like every generation of teens and twenty-somethings before us, we're pretty convinced that we've invented sex. Despite our natural reverence for the past, we look back on our parents era, and their parents, and so on, as quaint... what they definitely did do, however, was fuck. Lots of extra-marrital fucking.
Sex at the best of times can be complicated. It can also be controversial. As a photographer and filmmaker working on my projects in the legal brothels of Nevada, I have discovered people with strong negative opinions about what they do.
Baker Street was bustling. This is where the march began. The vibrance and colour like no other. The unity displayed was wide-ranging. From almost every institution, age-group, faith group etc, there were representatives showing solidarity.
Somehow, I found myself in a lingerie shop in Maadi, south Cairo. The shop manager, demure in her hijab, glanced towards the door, then reached behind the till and pulled out a small, embroidered wooden box. Again, she glanced towards the door before opening the lid. A row of vibrators lay on the felt lining...
Amsterdam. The city is famous for many things including the legalisation of weed, cheese, and it's Red Light District. One of Amsterdam's most famous sex clubs - Casa Rosso kindly let me interview one of the girls, and that is how I spent my night with a stripper.
Many men still feel embarrassed to discuss their erectile dysfunction problems with their GP. Our research has shown that a quarter of men say they have experienced problems with erectile dysfunction, yet only 18% would be willing to talk to a medical professional.
If there is one area that needs to be more openly discussed among married couples, it's this one... sex. It is easy to believe that no one else has difficulties with this subject. That other couples are having exciting, passionate, 'swinging from the chandeliers' sex every time. Fact is, you couldn't be further from the truth.
I've always been a bit of a hopeless romantic. At the grand old age of 31, many frogs and a few battle scars later - I can proudly say that my Prince has come, and he was definitely worth the wait. What has changed though as a result of my sometimes turbulent journey looking for love, is my perception of romance.
I've found the perfect relationship ... I get told at least three times a week I look beautiful. I get praise for my achievements and support for the difficult bits. I get cards and flowers. Oh and did I mention the fashion advice and the long phone calls that last late into the night?
Like so many issues surrounding the apparently tough but actually very fragile male ego, talking about the problem is the most effective but least attractive option. "Oh high Dave, do you fancy a pint? I suffered a crushing blow to my ego last night and my world is collapsing and I really need a shoulder to cry on". No. Doesn't happen.
When I was a teenager, the myth was that men thought about sex every 15 seconds, that's around 4,000 times a day! I didn't know if this was true back then, but it seems much less plausible given what we know now. Men turn out to be nowhere near as heroic as this urban legend suggests.
A new series of remarkable psychology experiments is about to be published which reveals a powerful, yet hitherto unsuspected, influence on girls' sexuality, and it's right at the heart of family life.
McDonald's named a meal after it, Americans are guaranteed the pursuit of it and all of humanity could do with some more of it - happiness. You could try religion, you could try yoga or you could try toffee covered crispy chocolate biscuit treats.