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"&amp;quot;If you do that too much you&amp;#039;ll go blind,&amp;quot; many people&amp;#039;s parents told them. &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;ll go to hell,&amp;quot; one priest warned my friend when he was twelve. I&amp;#039;m not sure he&amp;#039;s really ever gotten over it \u2013 my friend, not the priest. &amp;quot;If you have to resort to it, you&amp;#039;re not with the right partner,&amp;quot; someone advised my sister. In direct opposition to these theories, another friend&amp;#039;s mom encouraged him, &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s natural! Have a party!&amp;quot; But it came with a warning. &amp;quot;But keep it in the bedroom. And please, clean up after yourself. Here&amp;#039;s some fresh towels, hot from the dryer.&amp;quot; Um, ewww? Perhaps the priest above, Father Stayhorny, would condemn me to hell, but the idea of pleasuring oneself does not seem akin to Satan hatching an evil plan to eradicate Diet Coke from American vending machines. With the world being as violent and fast paced as it is, what&amp;#039;s wrong with a little decompression? Now certainly some of us might prefer yoga to locking our bedroom doors and going scuba diving with handy dandy pocket rockets, but who am I to judge? For a while, when I first got this column, I worried about what people might think of me. I attend church on Sundays. I even teach Sunday school. I have kids at nice preschools and charters throughout my community. What would they think if they knew I was writing a sex column? And if sex weren&amp;#039;t taboo enough, I&amp;#039;ve slowly introduced vibrators, phone sex, penis length and masterbation into my reportoire. I&amp;#039;m a virtual circus of sex stories! Who knew? Certainly not my first homecoming date who I wouldn&amp;#039;t even let kiss me, let alone give me a bird&amp;#039;s eye view of his nether regions. Does it seem odd to a fairly conservative moi to chat candidly about sex? Yes, yes and YES. Or, shall I say, since this column is about sex, Yes! Yesssss! Oh, yessssssSSSS! But odd or not, it feels right. It turns out that, over the past year, the more I expounded upon married sex, and the more of it I started having with my husband, the more I realized how natural sex really is. After a few years of duking it out in the ring, Rex and I finally started playing for the same team. Seems to me this isn&amp;#039;t something to be ashamed of, but instead, embraced. Speaking of embracing, I&amp;#039;d love to hear your thoughts on masturbation. But please, especially you Yahoo Shine lurkers, keep it as clean as possible. You might not get blinded from touching yourselves, but I will make your comments sightless. Ah, the power of the delete button. If only my buddy could do the same with the memories of Father Stayhorny&amp;#039;s lectures. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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