Things have changed so much.
Before we were married I worked for a while an airline, where until very shortly before I joined, they wouldn't take married women, and if you got married you had to leave - because your husband wouldn't like you being away - who was going to cook his dinner and iron his shirts?
(There was no mention of randy (married!) First Officers who'd slip notes under your hotel room door, saying, 'The door is open - come and kiss me goodnight,'.
I can't think why! ?
Then when I was a student in the late 60s, in fear and trembling, I had a first tutorial with a mid 20s tutor, mid Atlantic accent, fancied himself rotten, who just said, 'Your essay was fine, I've give you a B - now, how's your sex life?'
'Er, fine, thank you,' mumbled I, all embarrassed, but not daring to tell him to mind his own bloody business.
What on earth would any girl say now, if a tutor dared to ask such a thing?