I’ve (almost) never used condoms.
I guess there may have been times I should have used condoms. I didn’t know a one-night stand’s sexual past. I was leaving myself open to all manner of STIs.
But gonorrhoea, the most prevalent STI (previously STD or venereal disease) could be cured easily at the local hospital. If you did contract it, you could be cured within weeks.
This was 1987. I’m 21. And AIDS is a ‘gay disease’ back then. I, a heterosexual female, am not about to be killed by a ‘gay plague’.
It was the year Princess Diana took it to the forefront of the UK by shaking hands, without gloves, with AIDS patients. The year the UK government launched a ‘Don’t die of ignorance’ campaign to warn people of the risks. But despite all this, AIDS was still a ‘gay’ disease.
Of course, I’m living in Brighton, possibly the gay capital of the UK (Manchester might refute this). And all of a sudden I’m hearing that a friend of a friend has contracted AIDS, or had died from it. Every other week.
We often think we live in a period of medical stasis, that there’s ‘no new cure-all antibiotic’ and some sort of medical resistant strain of flu is around the corner. But if we examine the manner in which AIDS has been dealt with from then until now, a period of thirty years, we can see that medicine continues to advance.
The Aero’s cock in SL offers a condom option, and while it’s entirely immaterial in the context of SL it’s a valid reminder to practice safe sex.
In 35 years of having an active sex life I’ve had two condoms in me. Once, at his request. He didn’t know my sexual past (fair enough) and was confident enough to say it. We still fucked, though. The second was at my request. Intuition told me to demand he wore one. Don’t know why. I’ve never had that feeling before or since. Condoms are awful, in the sense of diminishing that moment. But sometimes they’re preferable.
I’ve never contracted an STI. But I was lucky. Always use intuition regarding sexual partners and even if it’s like ‘washing your feet with your socks on’ as a male friend once told me, it’s better than an STI.
I still carry a packet with me, in case he doesn’t have any and we’re getting down and dirty. Never be afraid to ask someone to wear one.