Yesterday, the University of Toronto hosted an orgy at the Oasis Aqua Lounge, a water-themed adult swingers playground, located (where else but?) on Mutual Street. Conveniently situated near the university’s downtown campus, Mutual Street can be entered easily from several directions. There is ample parking in back. This highly anticipated event was the kick-off for The University of Toronto Sex Education Centre‘s (SEC) annual Sexual Awareness Week. Events to follow include an interactive sex toy demonstration and an afternoon of pornography.
As information about the university-sponsored boink-fest went viral last week, the SEC jumped into damage-control mode. Speaking on behalf of the executive director who was otherwise engaged and unavailable for comment, Dylan Tower, the SEC’s external education and outreach coordinator, assured a reporter that, while sex is allowed at the Oasis Aqua Lounge, “there’s no prodding or pushing in that direction.”
What a relief! No prodding or pushing! However, when prodded to assess the risk of a guest being inadvertently pushed, prodded and, eventually poked by an engorged penis seeking external education and outreach coordination, while standing three deep at the bar, Tower politely declined to respond. Then again, how likely is a bar rush in a club filled with horny twentysomethings? Pretty remote, right.
Some have commended U of T for not reaching for the low-hanging fruit of hosting student mixers at “happy hours at the campus bar” and for doing something “unique”. Others wonder if students in their twenties are not already sufficiently aware of sex and do not need to see it to believe it.
According to club owner Jana Matthews people come there to watch or be watched having sex, while others attend as a group to have sex with each other. A few introverted, bookish types choose to keep to themselves and retire to the “hippie van” on the premises for some quality time mano a mano. It’s all good. There’s “no judgement”, says Matthews. Evoking those immortal words of Woody Allen, “Sex between 2 people is a beautiful thing; between 5 it’s fantastic.” Perhaps this spirit of openness will help reassure some students that their bodies are “normal.”
Clearly, I picked the right place but at the wrong time. I graduated from U of T and back then it was pretty dry. Students shuffled from one dreary building to the next to attend lectures. Long evenings were spent cramming for exams at eerie Robarts Library, hunched into cramped and dusty carrels, the stillness of the night broken occasionally by the hiss of someone in a hazmat suit spraying the bookshelves for silver lice.
I was deprived of Facebook, Twitter and, now I find out, university-sponsored orgies at the rock bottom price of 5 bucks and all the condoms and sterilized handiwipes a girl can handle. What a rip-off! I went to U of T and all I got was a lousy undergrad degree instead of an STD.