Female Sexuality

Oh yeah, you can fill out a sweater like it's nobody's business, and you certainly get male eyes on you, but with your giant ta-tas comes a life of watching your boobs pop out of bras, shirts and dresses like they're rampaging bulls on the streets of Pamplona.
While the LGBT community fights for equality, there seems to be a rift from within, and judging by a new video, "What Lesbians Think About Bisexuals," work needs to be done to bridge the lesbian-bisexual divide. We talk with Arielle Scarcella about her dating preferences.
Ah, breasts. Has ever a body part been so celebrated in art, in literature and in daily life? We've got hundreds of words to describe them; people have composed songs about them; and for better or worse, an entire industry has even cropped up around their augmentation.
The same methods historically used by the government to imprison and pathologize homosexuality and gender variation are being used today to justify the extreme marginalization, lifetime institutionalization, and oppression of people who have violated sex laws.
"How do I know when I'm really in love?" "What does it mean to be in love?" "I think I'm in love, but then I have doubts." Such a big question! And we all wish there was an easy answer -- a formula we could follow to determine if we are in love.
There is an unspoken, mostly unconscious rule of thumb that goes on between female friends each time they share an affectionate hug: Where to place your boobs.
I wish I could say my decision to go bra-less was a political one, a hedge against the Victoria's Secret-corporate-industrial complex. It was not.
Jessica Sexton and her daughter Monica Sexxxton discuss why they decided to do porn together. (NSFW)
For girls, "slut" and its derivatives are among the most common and most feared of possible pejoratives hurled in the high-school social arena, equivalent in regulatory power to the "fag" label for boys. Both "slut" and "fag" tell young people that they are doing their gender "wrong."
Why are heterosexual men so fascinated by women's breasts that we sometimes act as if the breasts are the seat of the soul?