Anatomy Studies at Fenwick

By Broadside Sex Columnist Billy Curtis

You’ve thought about it. All the dark and empty study rooms, the huge stacks of books with no one in sight and the adrenaline rush that comes with the possibility of getting caught by one of the librarians—that alone is enough reason to do it.

We’ve all heard the rumors of people having sex in the stacks or study rooms in Fenwick Library, and you know there may have been times when you walked past a study room and saw something you probably didn’t want to. But while there are some that have only contemplated or dreamt about it, there are the few, the proud, the brave, who have actually done it.

I am one of those proud few.

My freshman year was full of a lot of things, and exploration was most definitely one of them.

After being at George Mason University for only a week or so, I stumbled onto a Facebook group entitled “I Would So Have Sex in the Study Rooms at Fenwick” while in class one day with my friend Alex.

I laughed at first, thinking that the site was just a joke, but upon further investigation, I discovered through student testimonials that it was a favorite pastime for students throughout their college careers.

Alex did not think I had enough of what I will refer to as “courage” to do such a dare. The ambitious freshman within me took over, and I became determined to have sex somewhere in Fenwick Library.

Almost a month after finding the website, I began seeing someone. He was a freshman like myself at the time, and we clicked instantly.

After a very short amount of time, I decided that he would be the one to take up to the stacks.

One day after classes we snuck upstairs and scouted for a perfect spot in order to commit our treacherous tryst.

Luckily, while walking passed the conference room on the second floor, I realized the door was not shut properly, and therefore became the perfect spot for the act.
Curtains were closed, doors were locked, and with the hopes of no one trying to enter we—well, let’s just say you can guess what happened next.

Luckily there were no intruders that came in which made sense considering it was late in the night, and the library was closing soon.

Amidst the whispers of studying students, just behind the room’s wooden double doors I had my adventure, and it was an awesome experience that I will most likely never forget.

Not that I am advocating this action, nor am I telling you that you should go out and try what I did, but on the off chance that you find yourself studying late in Fenwick with someone you care about, some adventure could be good for the soul.

While I could not find a librarian to actually comment on witnessing any students fooling around in the library, I am sure that many of them could write a book on how many times they have stumbled onto students canoodling deep within the depths of the dark library that most students seem to think isn’t worth walking across campus for.

Despite the fact that I too have had my fair share of library excursions, there is more to the library than just cheap thrills.

I hear you can actually learn something in that building, and with the new addition coming soon, there will be even more spaces to “study” and “learn” while at Mason.
If you are thinking of joining the few who have made their little love nest in the stacks at Fenwick, my only suggestion would be to not get caught.

I am sure that if you get caught, the legal ramifications could be some sort of indecent exposure bit that I would never want to be a part of.

Getting caught in the act is never fun—neither is getting arrested.

So if you ever think about having sex in Fenwick, know that you have the option—just as long as you are willing to take the risk.>