“Did you have sex?” “NO!” an exasperated girl would gasp. I watched, dismayed, as of a number of painfully chiselled men and women explicitly belittled non-penetrative sex acts. I’d long felt uneasy about the idea of ‘foreplay’, but this was the moment my muddled musings took physical form. I was watching Love Island (no, I shan’t apologise) and we’d just been introduced to the ‘Do Bits Society’.
It was a balmy Tuesday evening last year when an uncharacteristic red hot rage washed over me.
