Sex in your teens
After a Buffy
viewing: “You’re not going to
tell your boyfriend, right?”
Shhh, we have to be
very quiet so that my
parents don’t hear us!
Sex in your twenties
I’m pretty sure it
was good, but that may have just
been the tequila.
It’s like duck, duck, goose,
but the ducks are all your friends
and so is the goose.
Elevators, Gap
dressing rooms, coat closets—all
locales are fair game.
Sex in your thirties
We can open this
second bottle of wine or
have sex. But not both.
Mmm, baby, yes, oh,
not so loud, baby, you will
wake the baby, oh!
A hotel bed? I
didn’t know we were getting
kinky over here!
“Can your parents hear
us?” “Who cares! We’ve been married
for several years!”