Had a very frank discussion about sex today.
I'm so glad to be at a phase in my life where the people I know and associate with on a fairly regular basis no longer feel the need to pretend they don't think about the subject.
Not that all my friends and I sit around sharing fantasies all day either.
Somehow though there's a healthiness to it . . . when someone can't take the pressure, when someone is thinking but not acting on temptation, when someone just admires another person (physically, spiritually, mentally or all of the above), when someone has acted . . . and we talk rather than whisper or insinuate or suggest or whatever . . .
God, it's refreshing.