Full Disclosure: I’m a member of one (ok, two) groups bringing I ♥ Female Orgasm to campus.

It is because of this fact that I have been enlightening unsuspecting Walk walkers about the event being held this Tuesday at 7 in Meyerson B1.

Publicizing I♥FO is a unique experience, to say the least. Of course it’s awkward bringing up a topic that is usually only mentioned in Cosmo. But everyone’s reactions make it worth the embarrassment.

The look on people’s faces when I say “orgasm” is priceless. I’ve seen quite a few jaws drop during the past week. I’m pretty sure a member of the football team strained his neck when he turned to look at me in shock (and I’m pretty sure excitement). And two guys literally ran away from a fellow flyerer.

But handing out flyers on the Walk has definitely been easier since I’ve turned it into a game. The objective: make people feel as awkward as possible. My favorite target: boys. Over confident, attractive, traveling-in-packs boys.

Oh yes. Never has walking on Locust with your bros been so dangerous.

When I approach individual guys, they will look at me in disbelief and then proceed to laugh because they don’t know what else to do.

But groups of boys. Well, they’re so much more entertaining.

One dude will usually say “I know everything about the female orgasm” before I even have a chance to explain the event. His friends will then laugh in agreement, as if they’ve witnessed his orgasm prowess in person. I then point out to said know-it-all that he probably knows less than he thinks. He lets out a self-conscious chuckle.

Then, one nice guy (or maybe he just acts nice because he thinks I’m easy since I♥FO) will ask for an explanation. I then continue with my spiel — a married couple presents sex: open, real, and uninhibited. Then come the ah’s. And suddenly, they’re bringing the entire fraternity. Excellent.

The whole point of the I♥FO program is to make it easier to talk about sex. However, the fact that my Baptist-college-graduate mother’s ashamed voice echoes in my head while flyering doesn’t help with my uneasiness.

Yes, the girl who embarrasses you on the Walk with talk of orgasms is embarrassed to talk about it herself, which is probably a product of my going to high school in Alabama and habit of attending church as a child.

But perhaps my embarrassment is a little outdated.

Hopefully after next Tuesday, talking about orgasms will be a more relaxed conversation than it is now. And more enjoyable.

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