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[MineralMan]

166. I remember one time, in my college days.

A young fellow student and I had consumed some alcohol, although were were only moderately intoxicated. As young people often do, we found ourselves engaged in an increasingly steamy make-out session. We both ended up naked on a bed, having a great time fooling around. But then, as we were on the verge of intercourse, she expressed a little concern about continuing. "I'm not sure I want to do this right now," she said.

So, we didn't. I said, "OK. No problem." We cooled off and ended up sleeping through the night, side by side. The next morning, we woke up and laughed at the situation, since we still had no clothes on. It was pretty funny, after all. We got dressed, hugged each other and went off to do whatever things we needed to do that day.

On another occasion a short time later, things did continue, with enthusiastic consent, and we were a couple for a few months.

The joys of the late 1960s, I suppose. Nothing is ever harmed by delay, really. Enthusiastic consent is real consent. Why settle for less than that?