In the spirit of Columbus, Magellan and Lewis and Clark, I spent my teenage years as a fearless explorer of uncharted carnal terrain, reporting back to my tight-knit group of girlfriends with play-by-plays and handy tips from my randy sexual exploits. I was the first in my high school crew of gals to do pretty much everything: kiss a boy, get felt up, get naked, get fingered (in a movie theater), receive oral sex, give oral sex, and finally, have sex (on the floor of my high school boyfriend’s parents’ basement). A new world of experiences was opening up, and I took on my role as trailblazer with fervor, drive and anthropological scrutiny. That first night on the basement floor, I remember thinking to myself, Wow, the cavemen did this! Keep reading »
