We learn about sex from the least aware of teachers.  I'm thinking of the giraffe, at the zoo, who informed the young me about erections.  And the boys who antagonized me for "sticking out my tits", until I learned to change my posture.  And the gym teacher with all those slides of enflamed herpes.  Messages are deliberate, they are casual.  We learn, we are conditioned.  Rinse, repeat. 

I love paying attention to the subtle sex-related messages we are all sending out and taking in.  Are they...