Hot summer night under a bridge in brooklyn

Stef, you are so forward thinking about the female sexual revolution!
Would it be better if she only had sex with men in suits that make six figures, and buy her fancy cocktails? or how about if she waited till marriage? How dare she get off doing something naughty....oh wait, it's fiction especially because finding a man who is bold and graceful these days is, well, pretty much fiction as well.

pardon me lady, i normally have baby wipes in my bag in case my hands get dirty, besides even though he was wearing deodorant and could have done something about his crooked smile, in my country we called those bad teeth...and then why do it between two dumpsters when you know she likes dogs, and your house is obviously just a bike ride away...invite her to come have a look at the lovely dog you own which is awaiting for his owner to bring dinner 'round, then do her good, perhaps take a shower after that 'coz a girl riding a bike all day...well if he was wearing deodorant after the orgasm, and coming back to his senses, you know that fishy smell would have bothered him, and if lucky enough after some takeaway she would have probably done the dishes to thank you for the sex and the dinner, then asked for your number before leaving, and boys shall be boys one digit in your number must have gotten mixed up, coz when she tries to reach you the following day, some dude call tyrone answers the call. That's more like it.