I’ve always thought that sex parties were a great idea for sexually adventurous women. If a girl wants to fulfill a fantasy of a one-night stand or multiple partners, it’s much safer to hook up in an environment where guests are vetted beforehand, security is on the door, and condoms are plentiful, than to pick up random people in a bar or car park. But going to my first one alone was still terrifying. There was the anxiety of dressing for the event, which combined the usual stomach-flip of choosing a first-date outfit and lingerie. The fear was multiplied exponentially because I was aware that a roomful of strangers could potentially see me naked.