Take two adults, frustrated with sexual urgings, and put them together as friends, and they will kiss chastely, enquire about each other's happiness and admire any change in hair or whatever. At least in most cases.
What is the meaning of this? Can't sex be friendly? Who drew the barriers, the demarcation line, the point beyond which a physical stroke or a verbal caress is no longer boring but suddenly exciting and taboo?
© Farmer 26 April 1996