ABSTRACT
I have taken my title for this chapter from a story told by a visiting American sexologist many years ago. He was working with a group of young pregnant girls, who sat in a circle with the evidence that they had been sexual plainly visible for all to see. One of the main concerns they all wished to talk about was the fact that they were not 'that sort of girl'. They were anxious not to be thought promiscuous, loose or whorish, and to persuade themselves and each other that their pregnancies were the result of love rather than of unbridled sexual passion.
