Why Johnny Can't Screw
June, 2001
I told them to ask me anything they wanted, anonymously, on little bits of paper. They folded their questions like secret ballots and passed them up to me at the podium. A hundred little sex queries, from a hundred undergraduates at Northwestern University near Chicago. I was their invited speaker for the evening, a sex expert who promised to answer all comers without flinching or pandering.Unfolding the first question, written in a careful, girlish hand, I read it out loud:"I do not want t...
