What led you to become a Sex Educator?

3 reasons.

1.  I kept hearing people ask the same questions about sexuality but it always seemed like there was shame behind the questions.  I couldn’t understand how a culture could create an entire population to be ignorant and feel bad about the same things.  I wanted to change that.

2. It was a way for me to challenge the gender roles I was taught. “Good girls” were not supposed to talk openly about this subject.

3.  I had a knack for memorizing sexual statistics.  I don’t know where it came from, but it’s a gift.

How did you start giving sex advice?

When I was 16, I had a conversation with my high school girlfriends about masturbation and orgasms.  I remember being shocked that they said they hadn’t ever fondled themselves.  That was the first time I remember talking openly about sexuality.

Where did you get your education in sexuality?

I received my Bachelor of Science degree from URI.  From there I went on to intern at the Sexuality Information and Education Council of the United States and then worked for 10 years at Planned Parenthood affiliates as a sexuality educator.  Attending conferences, reading medical journals and sexuality studies is all part of the course too.

What do you love about giving sex advice?

I love being able to model that it’s ok to talk about sexuality openly.  That is by far the thing I love most about the work I do.  That’s it’s ok to talk about this subject, even if makes you a little uncomfortable.

What is your most common question?

“Is it normal…..”  People want to find out if what they are experiencing is something that happens to other people a lot.  There is comfort in knowing you aren’t alone.

What is your favorite sex toy and why?

Fingers!  10 free sex toys that are always accessible and clandestine yet remain exhibitionistic at the same time. How could you not love this perfect gift?

Where do you teach? If you travel, what is it like? Where was your favorite place to teach? Most unusual panel or experience?

I teach all over the country; at colleges, high schools, churches, conferences and medical organizations.

The thing I’ve learned most about traveling is that it doesn’t matter where you go, people still have the same questions about sexuality.  Be it liberal San Francisco or in the deep woods of Maine, people just don’t know how/why there body works.

My favorite place to teach is at college campuses, the students have such amazing energy and they are there because they want to be. Mix thought provoking questions with enthusiasm and the desire to learn and you have one heck of a good time!

I think the most unusual experience that I have had is how to quickly adapt into the environment I am teaching for.  In the morning I could be conducting a workshop in a very clinical setting with medical providers and later that afternoon I could be hearing the newest sexual slang terms fly out of a youth’s mouth.  The different atmospheres in which I am employed by is challenging because it is always something new.

What was the most interesting thing you learned in your exploration of sex?

Sexuality is a journey, not a destination.  When I was starting out I was much more clinical about it, very fact based, less emotion.  As I’ve grown into the field, and myself, I realize that sexuality has so many different components to it and while that can be terrifying it can be quite exhilarating too.

How has what you’ve done or found at Good Vibrations helped you?

Good Vibrations offers adults a safe place to learn about sexuality.  Through the books they carry, the materials for sell or the staff they hire to put people at ease, Good Vibrations works hard every single day to help people feel good.

What would be your number one piece of advice for someone interested in a career of sex education?

Get a mentor.  Find someone in the field with whom you can shadow and work with.  It’s a small field and once you know one person, you will quickly meet more and more people who believe in the work we are doing.

What’s the best thing you’ve learned or best advice you’ve received?

Know what your “trigger” points are and don’t provide workshops on topics you haven’t wrapped your brain around yet.

What do you think is the biggest misconception about sex?

That sex is something to be fearful of.  Be it your sexual desires, your fantasies or behaviors, people tend to be very afraid of “what it all means”.

Which is your favorite project that you’ve worked on?

Learning how to advocate for Sex Workers Rights through Speak Up!

What is your best piece of sex advice for women?

Masturbate.  For the love of God, masturbate.  It gets you in touch with your body, your feelings, and your desires.  It helps you have orgasms, better health in general and it’s a great stress relief.  As George Carlin once said, “God wouldn’t want our hands to fall where they do if s(he) didn’t want us to touch ourselves.”

What projects are you working on now?

I’m fighting to open an adult sex education center in RI (The CSPH), speaking at colleges and creating a sexuality curriculum for medical students at Boston University’s Medical School.

The Boston Phoenix

By AMY LITTLEFIELD |  February 13, 2008

Megan Andelloux, 31, sits on a folding chair at the front of her classroom. In front of her sit 10 terrified people, smiling awkwardly. They play with toy spiders and other “fidget toys” that she has left on their chairs, as she crosses her legs, arranges her styled red hair, and tells them not to stare.

“If you just stare,” she says, “I’ll get nervous, and when I get nervous I get hives.”

Her class today is two middle-aged couples, five women of various ages, and a middle-aged man.

They stare.

They have come here today, to the back room at Miko Exoticwear on Wickenden Street in Providence, because they have questions that they can’t ask anywhere else. They have come here to learn about sex.

“Laughing is good,” she tells them, and her students laugh uncomfortably. And then the lesson begins.

It is not a traditional lesson, and Megan, in her denim skirt and low-cut shirt, with her pierced nose and the crow tattoo on her left bicep, is not a traditional teacher.

Today’s class is called “oh, Oh, OH,” and it focuses on female sexual desire, pleasure, and orgasms. For two hours, Andelloux will show videotapes of people experiencing orgasm and of women fondly examining each other’s genitalia.

She will quote dozens of statistics and answer questions shouted out by her students. They warm to her witty, familiar teaching style shortly after she tells them that she is a certified sexologist — “That means I get to talk about sex all day, and I love it.” Andelloux notes she is a gynecological teaching assistant, providing hands-on modeling and feedback to medical students performing their first gynecological exams, and that about once a month she goes to parties where men pay to admire her feet.

Her partner, Derek Andelloux, explains clinically that she is the best small-group educator he has ever watched. As a third-year medical student at Boston University, he says, he’s seen a lot of them.

Know the body beautiful
But Andelloux has not only mastered the art of teaching people. She has become an expert at making people feel at ease with one of the most uncomfortable facets of everyday life. As the director of the Sexuality Learning and Resource Center at Miko Exoticwear, a sex store (disclosure: it’s a Phoenix advertiser) that seeks to educate customers, talking about sex is part of Andelloux’s job description, and she has undergone years of training to learn how to do so.

Andelloux not only talks about penises and vaginas without giggling, she talks about them in a way that makes other people want to talk about them. This is why, minutes into the workshop, her students put down their fidget toys and start talking.

When Andelloux explains that there are changes that take place during menstruation that cause a woman to become more sensitive to sexual pleasure, one of her students shouts out, “Oh!”

“Is that why!” the woman exclaims. Her face lights up and she jumps halfway out of her seat. “Me and my husband,” she explains, smiling, “well, we do it in the shower . . . ”

The class nods, knowingly. Andelloux is teaching them that this kind of talk is good. It is educational.

The tools that Andelloux uses for her brand of education include a confetti assortment of sex toys, a bookshelf full of binders and titles like The Guide to Getting It On, a giant Benchtop toolbox filled with birth control devices, and a vulva puppet made of purple and red satin that she has affectionately dubbed “Veronica.” Veronica’s counterpart, a more realistic model of the female vulva and internal reproductive organs, rests on a shelf in the orange room. Her name is Fanny.

Andelloux and Fanny have been everywhere together. Once, Andelloux brought Fanny to a restaurant with her niece, Becky, where she mortified the 13-year-old by snapping out the uterus and discussing menstruation the way someone else might discuss a recent victory by the Patriots. More recently, she used Fanny to point out to her 69-year-old mother the placement of her cervix and clitoris.

The making of a sexpert
Andelloux’s parents were not always willing to listen to these attempts at education. For a while her father referred to her as a psychologist, and scratched out the line on her business card that listed her real profession.

When Andelloux first decided to go into sex education, she chose to tell her parents over a meal at McDonald’s. Her mother was eating a hamburger. Right before she took a bite, Megan said, “I’m gonna be a sex educator.”

Her mother said, “Girls can’t do that. Girls can’t talk about those things.” Her father said nothing.

“I didn’t know about it,” her mother says. “It was not even a thought in my head. I just didn’t think that there was such a thing. I don’t think I’ve ever in my life heard someone say they were a sexual health educator. But I do now.”

What didn’t surprise Carol Anderson was the fact that her daughter found a job doing something she really believed in. “If she believed in it, she took a stand on it,” Anderson recalls. “It may not have been a stand that everyone went along with. But it usually came out okay.”

Growing up with her parents and her much older brother and sister in East Longmeadow, Massachusetts, Andelloux remembers, “No one ever talked to me about sex. My mom didn’t even give me ‘The Talk.’ ”

Four months before Megan’s first period, someone put a box of menstrual products and books outside of her room. No one spoke to her about it.

This silence around sexuality was part of what made her want to talk to others about it when she grew up.

And when she got a little older, Andelloux did talk. She talked a lot. She protested for environmental justice and animal rights. She stood on the steps of the Massachusetts State House in Boston. She plastered her room with pictures of oil spills and baby seals being clubbed to death for their fur. When her high school didn’t have an environmental group, she started one.

“She was into things that were right, but that no one spoke up about, really,” her mother says.

She spoke up for those who couldn’t speak. And she knew, better than most teenagers, what it was like to feel like she didn’t have a voice.

The power of talk
At the age of 17, Megan was raped by a classmate in the woods near her home. She speaks now, in a voice that is even and distant, about how she didn’t feel clean afterwards, about how she showered in very, very hot water, and how she felt like there was something wrong with her skin.

For eight years, Megan did not speak about what had happened. When she was 25, she finally told her roommate. And then she told Derek, one night, when he wondered why she was crying after he had grabbed her neck during oral sex.

She talks about it now, and she has found, in her job, a way of “acting out,” of showing that she is managing it. For Megan, the crow tattoo on her arm symbolizes her ability to deal with the situations that have made her feel powerless.

She always wears shirts that reveal the tattoo when she teaches. It is a kind of communication. It doesn’t matter that her students don’t know exactly what it means. She knows that it means she is working hard, every day, to handle it.

“I think that going into this field was my way of acting out my stuff,” she says. “So I didn’t verbalize that I was assaulted, but I did talk about sex in a very open format. I talked about it so much that I contributed to other people talking about it. Even though I wasn’t talking about my stuff, I was opening a door for others to start talking about their stuff.  It is almost like, you assaulted and silenced me and I don’t want that for other people.

“I think that if sexuality had been discussed in my family, I would’ve been more likely to say that I was hurt when I was.  But it wasn’t, so that was the hand of cards I drew. I think this was probably the healthiest way I could have dealt with my stuff, you know? Instead of focusing in on me, I wanted to change the format so that things weren’t hidden, for the more that they are hidden and whispered upon, the less likely that problems will be noticed.”

Megan opened the door for others constantly. Tim Ashton, a close friend and ex-boyfriend who met Megan at Mitchell College in New London, Connecticut, says it was her openness that made their relationship special.

He remembers that the two of them would tell each other everything. Megan listened. She made others want to talk. One night she and Tim stole chairs from the TV room in her building so that Megan, who was a resident advisor, could set up a therapist’s office in her dorm room. Everyone used it.

A post-modern love story
In college at the University of Rhode Island, where she attended school after two years at Mitchell College, Andelloux continued to exude what her partner Derek fondly calls “some kind of moxie.”

Derek Andelloux remembers when he first knew that she was something special. One of their college friends threw a bash, and Megan convinced the friend to make it into a drag party. Most of the girls just wore baggy pants, but Megan went all-out. She duct-taped her breasts down flat and wore a flesh-colored bandage over them. She drew on fake nipples and fake chest hair. She wore a Budweiser bandana.

“She looked just like a biker,” her partner recalls. “It was amazing.”

Though they knew each other in college, the pair didn’t start dating until 2002, after Derek came back from the Peace Corps in Senegal. At the time, Megan was working for Planned Parenthood of Connecticut. He was and remains proud of her for educating people about sexual health. He is also supportive of her work as a gynecological teaching assistant, and of her role as a foot fetish model — a job that both Megan and Derek view as a form of education.

Megan says she is educating men that it’s okay to love feet; Derek says she is educating herself about different kinds of people.

Derek Andelloux is an ex-football player, and he is built like one. He is blonde and blue-eyed with high cheekbones, and, like all blondes, Megan says, he smells like candy. He is husky, and Dutch-looking, and enjoys chopping wood. And after a few years of dating, he wanted to propose to Megan.

But Megan refused.

She gave him a hundred different reasons why marriage was antiquated and sexist. She pointed out that her gay friends couldn’t get married. She didn’t want to lose her identity, to be introduced as Derek’s wife, to be seen as a ball and chain instead of a sexual being. But she did want to spend the rest of her life with Derek.

The couple agreed to have a commitment ceremony instead, and after exchanging rings in front of 135 friends and relatives in September 2004, they merged their last names — he went from being Derek Mailloux to Derek Andelloux, and she added the French suffix to the first two syllables of “Anderson.”

Megan’s parents, who have been married for 49 years, saw her refusal to get married as a personal blow. “They took it as a slap in the face to them,” she says. “They thought they had done something wrong.”

Her mother says, “I think she has more ideas that I find are different from my ideas. It’s okay. It’s not harmful. It’s just different. The world is different . . . It’s a different world today.”

All in the family
Though Andelloux does not plan on having children of her own, she loves the sassiness and angst of teenagers. She often picks her niece Becky up in a town outside of Worcester, Massachusetts, and takes her out to dinner or shopping for shoes. Although Becky’s parents, Andelloux’s sister Amy and her husband Michael Zakarian, don’t approve of her attempts to educate their children, Andelloux finds ways to spend time with her niece and her nephew, Tommy.

When Becky, who is now 15, got her first period, Andelloux made sure her first experience with menstruation would be different from her own. She told her niece that menstruation was nothing to be ashamed of.

“I used to be uptight about my period,” Becky Zakarian remembers. “She of course, wasn’t.”

Becky says her aunt wanted to show her that menstruation should be something that is “out in the open.” So Andelloux threw Becky a party. She rented out the auditorium at University of Rhode Island. She looked up 230 different euphemisms for menstruation, and plastered them all over the wall. She made a CD of music about periods. She found Lysol douche ads from the 19th and early 20th century, educational videos shown to sixth-graders in the 1930s, and old-fashioned menstrual products and vibrators.

She decorated. “When I do something, I do it hardcore,” she says. She invited friends. She told Becky to buy a dress.

Becky Zakarian says her aunt has “shaped her a lot.” Becky has gotten into environmental activism, women’s rights, gay rights, and vegetarianism, picking up on the causes her aunt began to speak up about at a young age. But the most important thing that Becky has learned from her aunt, she says, is to be open.

“Her main thing,” she says, “is that it’s okay to talk about things.”

The openness that Megan inspires has also extended to Becky’s brother, Tommy, and to Derek Andelloux, who now regularly strikes up conversations about things like prostate gland stimulation with his friends.

Tommy, who is a first-year at University of New Hampshire, says sometimes he and Megan just sit and talk for hours. He says he feels like he can tell his aunt anything. All sex questions go automatically to her. “She’s funky and spunky,” Tommy says. “I love her.”

He still remembers Megan’s campaigns to “brainwash” him as a small child about the need to protect the animals and save the whales. Tommy bought it. He is now majoring in environmental engineering.

Winning converts and influence
Andelloux has started to spread her openness and activism to the general public and, more recently, to her parents. An article she wrote about the menstruation party she threw for Becky was published in a feminist anthology, We Got Issues. She was surprised when Carol and Fred Anderson showed up to a reading.

“My mom walked out of there so happy,” she says. “My dad just said, ‘You talked really well.’ ”

Her parents have begun to understand that talking and helping people talk is an important part of Andelloux’s job. And even though people sometimes have trouble understanding what she means when she tells them her daughter is a sexual health educator, Carol Anderson knows that conversation can help clear these things up.

“It’s good to have the talk there,” she says.

Two summers ago, Carol and Fred Anderson saw Miko Exoticwear for the first time. Her father, who believes that pornography is sick, carefully avoided the shelves full of adult-themed DVDs. He called the rest of the store “classy.”

Epilogue: Class is dismissed
Megan Andelloux ends her workshop by offering take-home packets full of diagrams and tips. She presses her hands together and says, “Yay! Thank you for coming to female sexual pleasure!” Her students get up and clamor for packets. Many of them ask to take home two. A few women gather around to ask questions. They tell stories.

“I’m on this medication . . .” one woman begins.

Andelloux listens. She directs her to the bookshelf.

“I heard about these things called Smartballs,” says another student. “For exercising your Kegel muscles?”

Andelloux nods. She points to the shelf where Smartballs hang like pieces of colorful candy. The students mill about in the store, looking at the carnival of sex toys, lubricants and lotions, books and brassieres. They smile at each other. They reach out to touch things they have never seen before. They talk.

They can be scary, dark, bizarre, creepy, ridiculous and even downright outrageous.

They are our sexual fantasies, and what happens when we let our minds freely wander could cause even the most liberal, experimental and open-minded folk to blush.

Recently at a cottage getaway, a group of us were playing a board game called Lovers and Liars when one couple revealed they never fantasize about anyone other than each other.

Truly, I was shocked.

“What? Seriously? Yeah, right … there’s no way!” I protested.

The man I am dating also balked.

“So when you’re watching two chicks going at it in porn, you’re telling me you’re not fantasizing about it?” he asked.

“No, I am not thinking about them,” the guy stated flatly.

That he’s not considering what it would be like to be the sandwich meat pressed between the smoking hot faux lesbian porn stars is a tough pill to swallow.

But, after chomping on the topic for some time, we put it to rest.

According to a Sexual Well-being Global Survey conducted by Durex, less than six out of 10 Canadians are comfortable telling their lover what they enjoy in bed.

Most willing to spill the beans are Mexicans at 80%, followed by the Greeks at 76%, and at the bottom of the list for being the most bashful is the British at 49%.

Meanwhile, a study out of the University of Montreal released last year found that women are more likely than men to visualize current or past partners as well as celebrities for their erotic material. Men, however, veer toward imaginary people.

“For some people, discussing their fantasies with their partner is very, very scary,” says Megan Andelloux, a sexual educator with the U.S.-based Miko Learning and Resource Centre.

“They worry about, ‘Oh, what will they think of me?’ ” she explains.

There may be good reason for that.

Andelloux says a common fantasy for a woman involves being sexually overpowered against her will.

At first you might find this information disturbing because why would anyone in their right mind want to imagine a stranger carrying out such a deplorable act?

Fact is, it’s just fantasy, explains Andelloux.

“That’s the prime example of her fantasizing about something that she would never really want to happen,” she offers.

“Fantasy is great because it allows us to explore things you might not necessarily ever do in life. That’s actually what most fantasies are about … for instance, many people fantasize about having sex with people of the same gender, but they don’t identify as gay or bisexual.”

However this can be especially problematic for men, she notes.

“For men, to step out of the male role in society can end a relationship … (his partner may) think he’s gay — and he’s not. A sexual fantasy does not determine who you like and who you love.”

Still, despite the risks, Andelloux says fantasy swapping can boost the sexual intensity in a relationship.

So why do some shy away from it?

“Fantasy is a very healthy behaviour, but some people will still freak out and repress it,” she admits.

“It can be really hard, especially for women, to take that step and admit that they’re sexual because society’s message is that you’re either a bad girl or a good girl. Sometimes people don’t like what they see, or they’ve been told by society that they’re doing something wrong or bad.”

Dr. Alina Wydra, a psychologist practising in Vancouver, says revealing fantasies can be beneficial.

“It’s very delicate,” she stresses.

“But when you’ve established a trusting relationship, you can use fantasies to enhance your sexual relationship.”

However, Wydra says in some cases the magnetic pull of the make-believe can go too far.

One example is patients who are grappling with Internet porn addiction and find themselves unable to connect with a real-life partner.

Issues can also arise when erotic thoughts hit too close to home.

“If you’re fantasizing about a famous Hollywood movie star, that’s one thing, but if you’re thinking about the next-door neighbour and are about to go over there for dinner, that can be a problem.”

OPENING THE FANTASY DRAWER

• Make a list of fantasies and share them with your partner
• Try to identify the things that make you feel erotic, such as certain scents, clothing, music and atmosphere
• Help open the creativity vault by renting a video that highlights your a sexual fantasy you’re curious about
• Read naughty bedtime stories to each other that stir your imagination or contain scenes you’d like play out

Source: http://lifewise.canoe.ca/SexRomance/SexFiles/2008/01/17/4778028-sun.html