I am quickly finding that, among the demands of never winning a badminton match, my friendship group, and my degree, I have very little time left over for sex.
I used to fit it in on a Sunday evening, but I found that it was making me miss the Blue Planet screening at Catz, so something had to give. Priorities, right? If you, like me, are finding yourself short on time but high on sexual frustration, you could try your hand at the casual dating scene. Of course, there is an abundance of options. You could try Tinder, or Grindr. Or, if you prefer to communicate through the medium of dance, you could take someone home after your weekly Cindies trip.
So here is my advice; take as much or as little of it as you like. As fun and exciting as casual sex can be, I cannot stress enough the importance of keeping yourself safe. I personally always tell at least one friend on my hall. In relation to this, you should always have a plan for getting home again, either after the magic moment, or as an exit route if things start going belly up. Both you and your partner should be lucid. Most of all, never take risks with your safety. I would get this tattooed on my face if I could.
Also, be wary about keeping condoms in your purse or wallet, because the friction can cause them to be more likely to break! Toploader to headline Christ's May Ball. What kind of sex columnist am I? Get back on Tinder; there are plenty more cards in the stack.
