My father was big on sex. His advice to his three sons was to get out there and have as much sex as possible, with as many girls as possible, before you locked yourself down in marriage. I’ve always wondered – but never asked – what advice he gave our sister.
In any case, it was bad advice. It served to hyper-sexualize me. By the age of 9 I was a tail-chasing, porn-consuming horn-dog. Fortunately, I was more of the begging dog kind than a successful Best-in-Show dog, and I struck out a lot. But I did have a fair amount of sex – and a lot of it stupidly unprotected. Thankfully I did not sire any out-of-wedlock children or pick up any diseases.
Sadly, the same can not be said for a lot of you out there.