Flashback to sixth grade at Catholic school on the first day of “Operation Keepsake” aka sex ed. A pregnant lady waltzes into our classroom and hands everyone a rubber house. They were little houses made of rubber. Why? It’s a metaphor; in order to have sex you need to have the foundation of knowing each other, the walls of friendship, and the roof of marriage. Then and only then can you have the fireplace. I’ll let you stew in what the fireplace could possibly be.