Several years ago I was in Paris and my lover was due to join me at the weekend. Knowing her preference for having a butt-plug inside her while being intimate, I went to a nearby sex shop to acquire one so she wouldn’t have to deal with the unnecessary weight of her own Pyrex favorite in her carry-on bag. There were a couple of guys in the shop, two young women expertly selecting vibrators, and a lady in her 70s (as best as I could tell) involved in a deep conversation with the shop assistant about the best kind of vibrating dildo. It was so matter-of-fact, so sensible, and so ordinary. It wouldn’t hurt the USA to be a bit more like Europe.