sex

Penis-shaped cookies in hand, members of Columbia and Barnard’s Take Back the Night spent Wednesday afternoon tabling outside of Lehman Library as part of their 2008 version of the sex-positive festival Sexibition. “We wanted to promote a culture where sex can be talked about openly,” coordinator Robin Broder, BC ’09, said.

Watch the audio slideshow to hear commentary on and see photos of the Museum of Sex. Click on the following link to read the corresponding article in The Eye.

Buying a vibrator is like buying a blender—always make sure it has a variable speed setting. Or so says Elise Schuster, BC ’04 and a representative for Babeland, a sex toy shop which put on a presentation last night in John Jay lounge about sex toys and their use.

In spite of the phenomenon being several years—or perhaps centuries—old, I’ve been hearing a lot lately about The Game, which is one man’s guide to chasing tail. This type of advice is nothing new.

Can I be honest? You look beautiful—better yet, shit-hot. My blood is throbbing like jungle drums. How about I undress you right now and we shag you on that Ms. Pac-Man machine in the corner?

Last weekend, a Manhattan hotelier followed me into the bathroom of Bungalow 8, and in a thick Italian accent, offered me $1,000 cash to blow lines off my nipples.

Ending a relationship sucks. Dating sucks. Dating in New York City really sucks.
Whoever said that opposites attract was obviously never in a serious, committed relationship.

When I was a junior in high school I dated a girl who told me she loved me, but wasn’t in love with me. This meant she wouldn’t have sex with me until she changed her love to “in love,” or so I thought.

To the majority of college students, summer is about getting laid. On a more refined level though, it is about sexual freedom thanks to the 1967 Summer of Love which went hand in hand with low-cost birth control and reproductive rights. So how did President George W. Bush mark the fortieth anniversary of free love?