![]() I certainly wouldn’t recognise it, though, as a marker of women’s autonomy and liberation. (“Men don’t marry the Up-the-Butt Girls,” she observes.) This is not, as it happens, something I’ve ever been attracted to, though I’ve known people who have. The strangest thing in it was not Charlotte’s uncertainty whether to go through with anal sex. Now, taking advice, I plunged in at episode four: Valley of the Twenty-Something Guys. That is what I assumed Sex and the City was like when the series began in 1998. I felt as King Pentheus must have done just before the Maenads tore him apart. One day, on the Barcelona metro, the doors opened and a small crowd of half-clothed women bundled in – a pre-wedding hen party – one of them brandishing a huge pink dildo.
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