I can give it a shot.

1. Let's see, 100 years ago was 1912. Actually a time of enormous social upheaval for both men and women. Industrial revolution, massive global unrest, breathtaking prosperity for many and long hours of backbreaking factory work for others. It's not really a good timeframe to choose if your want a stable social example of a woman's place in the world and her relationship to men. But we can assume that women were financially dependent on men, so they basically could choose marriage or prostitution. If they came from a well-off family they might have the option of choosing spinsterhood. But I think that most women married as soon as possible. I'm actually a voracious reader, and I love old books, and I get a sense that most wives, from the poorest working classes to the wealthiest ruling classes, were essentially the property of their husbands. That made the lives of a lot of women a sheer living hell, if their husbands happened to care more about their own convenience than about their wives' happiness. It was generally understood that well-bred women didn't care for sex, so their husbands tended to frequent shadier establishments to get their sexual pleasure met. The wives of the poor were basically raped every night, and neither they nor their husband saw anything unlawful about that. I'm sure there were some loving, happy marriages, but I don't think they were the norm.

2. I'm a woman, yes. I am absolutely glad that I live in a time and place that allows me to choose my partners and protect myself. That said, this is kind of a crappy time to be a human being. I love sex -- within the safe boundaries of a loving, committed relationship. I have been completely celibate since my marriage ended four years ago, not because I like being celibate but because none of the men around me have any interest in getting into a relationship with a single mother of two. Lots of them are up for casual sex, but that's not my thing. And let me say it again, I am INCREDIBLY GRATEFUL to be living in a time and place that allows me to live a happy, fulfilling life as a single mother rather than having to choose between grasping at any miserable remarriage that's offered to me, or prostitution, or starvation.

3. I was born into an extremely dysfunctional family, and married into another one. I've seen what happens to people when they do whatever feels good instead of developing wisdom and good judgement. It's not a pretty sight, and it's not tempting to me at all.

But you know what I'd like? A holodeck, like on Star Trek. Hot passionate sex in a safe, no-consequences setting. I would use the fuck out of one of those things.