It wasn’t my plan, but all the contributing writers sent in pieces about rubbing one off, so I just went with the flow. Ah, that age-old taboo, the act of pleasuring yourself. So many misconceptions and so much shame that it makes me want to get out the guitar and write a blues song. But don’t listen to your parents, that Mormon priest, or Sarah Palin — masturbation is good for you! So grab that tub of lube and get to know your body! If you don’t know how to pleasure yourself how can you possibly show someone else how to? Self-pleasure is an exercise in self-love, and you deserve it. Switch on that erotic audiobook, get yourself cozy on the couch, surround yourself with a selection of your favorite toys and make an afternoon of it. Hell, you can even invite a friend — who says masturbation is only for the lonely? When you reach your peak, there’s no need to let that energy go to waste — try sending that ecstatic moment out to someone you love, or for the healing of the planet. Call me a hippie, but any old sludgy shame will disappear when you know your masturbation is saving a dolphin!