As they get older some people decide to give up on sex. Sexism is pervasive, and as a black woman it can double up — somewhere between fetishisation and racism when, as people have said to me before: Of course, I also wanted to lick every drop of sweat from his body, but it started when we talked. I have loved men and women. Dirty deeds, rather than regrets appear time well invested in anticipation of the perceived desert of passionless middle-age.
Back then I was an idiot who insisted on sex with the lights out.
Women and desire: the six ages of sex
Sex in my 20s: I belong to the generation that led the sexual revolution of the s in France. Getting back to it after another baby is born sometimes feels like clearing out the attic. I imagined sexual play between girls, but also between boys. When I did not envy the professions of love I doubted them.