By Allie MarkowitzPLAY Columnist
So I realized that people might wonder what qualifies me to write this column. After all, I could be a virgin who doesn’t go past second base, never talked about sex with friends or even had “The Talk” with parents.
What qualifies me, then? Hmm. I’d say it’s my wild interest in all things sex, nakey and naughty. People say that my last column made them think. Well, here is what I think about. My thought process pretty much sums up why I love to write about sex.
I walk to class daily and, while attempting to stay alive in bitter winds and on shoes that slip every other step, I look at the clouds. And I see penises. In my geography class last spring, I spent countless minutes trying to convince my boyfriend that the Gasp
