He said DISEASE FREE.

My answer is based on the thoughts of a hypothetical future in which no diseases are transmitted via sexual activity...

*sigh*

A girl can dream, can't she???

And we are not talking about psychos who go BB NOW... because they are obviously psychos and that should go without saying. Altho I'm happy to say it, repeatedly, ad nauseum.

Hugs*
Tam

Dear, don't get too nostalgic about the bareback 60's.  You are forgetting syphilis, a "major" STD that has been around for God knows how long.  Although treatable in its early stages (I'm not sure about the later stages), untreated it can cause blindness, dementia, and death.  It has always been advisable to use condoms for disease prevention, even in the good ol' 60's before HIV.  The fear of HIV has simply forced people to be more concientious, whereas people apparently were willing to gamble with syphilis and the "minor" STDs.

I'm wit'you on this -it's responsible and not too bad-  where's the problem?

I'm just thankful to GET sex these days!

As I've thought so much of that time period in the 60's when the worst you could get was the clap... or, heaven forbid, crabs!But nothing LIFE THREATENING.

How do you use polyeurethane with everyone? They don't really STRETCH much.  I hope they come out with some new stuff... maybe a poly/latex combo would work. The latex irritate the crap out of me, but the polueurethane don't stretch or cling and feel like a zip loc baggie inside. Female condom... let's not go there. I have a super sensitive coochie I think LOL!

Hugs*
Tamara

...maybe some women have an aversion to just the bodily fluids.  For example, I don't cook because I hate slicing things and getting all that juice on my hands.

My first contact with a provider (and that wasn't even the word used then) was in 1978.  Even in the backwater I live in, the sexual revolution had gone through.  In the community colleges then, it wasn't unusual for women, if they had it, to really flaunt it.  Low-cut miniskirts and no bra.  

I was at this party, and this one woman showed up, decked out this way and with D-cups, nonetheless, and with a fifty dollar cab fare (and that was a lot of money then). She borrowed the money from guys to pay it.  After she paid the cabby, she then proceeded to repay all of her donors.  In what pretty much describes my luck those days, I was dead-broke that night.  My religious upbringing notwithstanding, it was the first time I ever perceived that women actually enjoyed sex.  Unfortunately, it would take a few years before I believed it.

I could tell you this, there were eight guys and one woman she repaid that night, and none of it was protected.

Flash forward to my second time through college, 1984, and everything had changed.

/Zin