E and I went over to mom and dad's for rehearsal tonight, and had a lovely meal (beef roast, red wine, and polenta, mmmm). Over dinner the subject of the recent right-wing attacks against birth control came up, which isn't strange: we're all pretty politically aware, and my parents both work for the department of health, so it's very much on the radar.
What my parents apparently hadn't heard was the Santorum donor who said that an aspirin held between the knees was good enough contraception, so I told them.
Mom looked bewildered for a moment, then said "But -- you just roll over! It still works from behind! I mean, really, wow, they must be boring in bed!"
I pointed out that was the same issue I've found discussing sex and disabilities -- whenever the issue of brittle bones and bonin' comes up in fandom, someone says "Would top or bottom work better?" as if those are the only two choices.
By that point mom was just spluttering "Or?! OR?!" In a tone of voice that said "THIS IS NOT A BINARY CHOICE. THIS IS A BUFFET."
E (my boyfriend, in case that isn't abundantly clear): "Well, for a certain type, if it's not guy on top it's not moral, right?"
Dad: "Man, I'm glad we're not them. We have so much more fun."
Cue the rest of the meal veering into a discussion of how open-minded people have better sex lives.
What my parents apparently hadn't heard was the Santorum donor who said that an aspirin held between the knees was good enough contraception, so I told them.
Mom looked bewildered for a moment, then said "But -- you just roll over! It still works from behind! I mean, really, wow, they must be boring in bed!"
I pointed out that was the same issue I've found discussing sex and disabilities -- whenever the issue of brittle bones and bonin' comes up in fandom, someone says "Would top or bottom work better?" as if those are the only two choices.
By that point mom was just spluttering "Or?! OR?!" In a tone of voice that said "THIS IS NOT A BINARY CHOICE. THIS IS A BUFFET."
E (my boyfriend, in case that isn't abundantly clear): "Well, for a certain type, if it's not guy on top it's not moral, right?"
Dad: "Man, I'm glad we're not them. We have so much more fun."
Cue the rest of the meal veering into a discussion of how open-minded people have better sex lives.
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Date: 2012-02-21 08:20 am (UTC)From:Stasia
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Date: 2012-02-21 05:37 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2012-02-21 06:09 pm (UTC)From:Stasia
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Date: 2012-02-21 11:30 am (UTC)From:Oh, wow. I just Googled the aspirin comment (because this war on women is bullshit and being angry might help me wake up) and... yeah. If that actually worked and if it was a common thing, I don't think my mother's older brother (born in '58) would be here.
ETA: Okay, apparently he meant in the context of "hold an aspirin between your knees so you'll keep your legs closed" and... that's possibly worse. <.<. (People suck).
(Also, re: Joker and "bonin'": I know that he *could* probably make it work somehow, but my brain just isn't quite sure *how*, if that makes sense?)
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Date: 2012-02-21 05:36 pm (UTC)From:Sure, that makes sense, and unless you're in a relationship where it's applicable, it's not exactly nessecary to have an encyclopedic knowledge of sexual work-arounds for various disabilities -- it's enough to realize that others have figured it out and not jump to silly assumptions.
For your curiosity's sake, though -- long bones (arms and legs) are the most effected by OI; the pelvis is less effected, and of course bowl shaped and built to withstand all kinds of pressure. What arms and legs really can't take is torque or sheer pressure, and if someone's a regular chair user there's also general muscular strength issues. Even so, for someone really severely affected (not able to walk unaided, for instance), there's always laying on your side -- no pressure on legs at all, very little anywhere else, and fairly easy to vary in interesting ways. :P That's really only the beginning of possibilities.
And hey, a friend sent me this marvelous quote by an actress with OI:
"With the kind of sex we were having I will never know how I did not break every bone in my body. Given half the chance I would swing from the chandelier. But somehow I got away with it. I think it is to do with the fact that I was relaxed. Plus my hormones were kicking around, which I feel must have had a very positive impact on my body. My experience with my brittle bones has always been that if I tense up, it makes me much more likely to break something. The times I have fallen and got injured are inevitably the ones when I have gone through that process of watching myself hitting the floor. During sex, of course, I'm not thinking like that, so in many ways it liberates me from the disability for a while. But I also think that as you get to know a partner, they realise what you feel comfortable with and what your limits are. "
Which more than implies that they weren't being exactly limited. :P
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Date: 2012-02-22 10:42 am (UTC)From:It is really sad when I was writing porn with more variance in position as a 17yo virgin than some middle aged people can consider. *headdesk*
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Date: 2012-02-22 09:00 pm (UTC)From:With regard to sex and disabled characters: I was talking about it with a writer friend because I'm working on fanfic in which the main character has Osteogenesis Imperfecta, and my friend mentioned that his cowriter JUST published a book in which the MC is paraplegic (and yes, there are sex scenes). I haven't picked up a copy yet, but it's The Wicked Instead if you're interested!