Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Then Vs. Now

A blogger friend of mine, who always makes me smile and occaisionally makes me laugh (much to her chagrin) shared feelings with me about oral sex and where and when she would use her mouth and lips and tongue. She felt that oral sex was the most intimate of acts, nothing to be engaged in lightly, but only with someone she truly cared for. And then she reminded me that she always practices safe sex, including safe oral sex.

Long long ago, in a galaxy far away, we didn't deal with the variety and seriousness of STDs that people are concerned with now, and we weren't smart or savvy enough to be worried about what was out there. Condoms were for intercourse, and were for preventing unwanted pregnancies.

And so, as I sat in the dentist's chair this morning, an hour and a half into a root canal retreatment, with a big piece of latex stretch across most of my mouth, I moved my tongue around the dental dam, as the dentist called it, trying to figure out what oral sex must feel and taste like with a condom.

Having been with Her for ever so long, I've grown accustomed to her taste (and is there a song in that?) and feel, and I suspect she to mine, as we gobble each other frequently. Seems sort of sad to think that she'd be tasting latex instead of me, and I might have less of an idea of where her throat started and ended.

Somewhat sad...but somewhat wise as well, these young people of today.