No word is absolutely wrong or dirty or insulting. It all depends upon context and intention.

I had a pretty sexual imagination for a kid.

You can never be happy until you understand why you're doing what you're doing.

You get yourself up for it somehow, and your endurance and the crowd gets you up, too.

Add to the world's confusion, we teach our kids rules that we don't adhere to ourselves.

I feel most people’s sexuality is enormously complicated. That’s what it means to be human. Wouldn’t it be great if we honored that complexity rather than turn it into gossip or ridicule? Wouldn’t it be great if we accepted sexual diversity, in ourselves and others, without condemning it?

You don't know how many people come up to me and say, 'This child was conceived listening to you.'