I am not really in my own mind (rather than texts) sure about sex. All I will say is that now I regret the only sex I (aged 37) had. It turnd out to be an affair with someone who had a boyfriend in prison and became part of a mess.

I am more worried about a lust that is called love. There is a love between people that grows and they grow in friendship but it does not seem to be that common. The "must be with her all the while" type "love" IMO can be quite vile, selfish and destructive, at least I believe that way now.