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I'm your host, Danny Lavery.

And with me in the studio this week is Ashley Robertson, an expert question asker.

She also facilitates workshops on comprehensive, affirming, and medically accurate sexuality education.

Ashley, welcome to the show.

Thanks so much for having me. I'm excited to dive into these letters with you. I'm so excited as well. And I hope that they will all be, you know, as medically accurate as possible. I'll do my part. And I will do my best. I'll see what I can do. I'll try to make sure I don't, I don't know, invent new body parts that don't exist yet. Oh, but that might be fun. Come on. Let's. You just said medically accurate is your whole thing. I'm happy to get a little wacky. But let's, let's keep it maybe to a dull roar of zaniness. I agree. If that's possible. I'm looking forward. I think we have an exciting mix of different types of problems today. One of them, I think, has one of my favorite subject lines I've seen in a while. And it describes, frankly, one of my favorite types of complicated, difficult person.

So I'm really, really looking forward to that one towards the end.

I know if you had any favorites that popped up.

I felt that whoever wrote in did a really nice job of being concise and sharing enough

context and being creative. It was really fun to read these letters.

Beautiful. All right. Well, then I will read our first letter and we will just dive right in.

So the subject here is sharing suspicions. I've been with my boyfriend for over a year, but had put

off meeting the family because of COVID. I went to his younger brother's house for Thanksgiving.

And though my boyfriend isn't especially close with his relatives, they were perfectly welcoming. But there was an

incident. Since we live far away, we slept over after Thanksgiving dinner. When I woke up, I accidentally

stepped on my glasses while looking for them. They had fallen off the nightstand in the night.

My boyfriend

woke up from the noise, and I started apologizing, admittedly kind of dramatically, since I

couldn't see, and I'm not really myself before I've had my coffee. This also woke up my boyfriend's

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