These days, we’re dreaming of kisses with strangers and meetups with lovers...escapist fantasies much like a certain seventeen—17!—hour bus ride Isabel braved back in January for a...could it be?...sexcapade. Okay, maybe a 17-hour bus ride isn’t the hottest fantasy, but we break down her [lack of] rationale. And while we’re on it, what should you pack on your next sexcapade? A tracksuit? (Isabel) No more than one—1!—pair of pants? (Emma) And what’s sexier, a woodside cabin or a beachfront cabana? Music: "Magic" by Six Umbrellas; From the Free Music Archive; CC BY-SA 4.0

The Master Smooch-Avoider, The Reluctant Kisser, The Snog-Refuser… whatever you call him, we sit down with a guest who does not kiss his suitors (?) despite his experience in the bedroom (and, boy, does he have experience). We FaceTime this Anti-Lip-Locker (a friend of a friend of a guy Emma went on one date with) to talk ~inTimAcY isSuEs~.  If you like what you hear, check out our brand-spanking-new newsletter and follow @strippedpod. Music: "Magic" by Six Umbrellas From the Free Music Archive CC BY-SA 4.0

Welp, Emma no longer has her dream job and jury’s still out on whether or not Isabel’s been “found,” but the duo is back (now flaunting semi-adult statuses) to talk their post-grad dating wardrobes, the difference between the FWB and the F*Buddy, and how to diffuse the tension on one of those pesky “is-it-a-date?” dates through fashion. Also, check out our brand-spanking-new newsletter! And follow @strippedpod. Music: "Magic" by Six Umbrellas From the Free Music Archive CC BY-SA 4.0