FUCK YES! A World of Enthusiastic Consent

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At boarding school on most evenings, all four of the girls from my dorm climbed into one tiny single bed and chatted about boys, and school, and all the things we wanted to do with boys and all the things we wanted to do after school. It was very quaint, felt like we had stepped into an Enid Blyton book about boarding school and were having a midnight snack consisting of chocolate cake and ginger beer from someone’s…