The older ladies on my block assume my (younger) female partner is my daughter, and we let them enjoy their delusion.
Asheville is super cool. Austin is one of my favorite places in Texas. (I actually went to Baylor for undergrad, hah!) Savannah is a fun party town. I hear similar things about Charleston, but on a date last night with a musician, I was told that Charleston is something like 70% FEMALE (weird?) and also weirdly judge-y, despite the amount of basic cool city amenities it boasts of (beach, music scene, restaurant situation, etc.).
I think maybe you nailed it though with the "no one hassles us."
I think about this all the time, especially because while I was steeped in church culture, the war on homosexuality and the Christian Nationalist agenda to de-humanize anyone and anything that doesn't look like White American Jesus, it became weirdly clear to me that our sex lives ARE no one else's business, and why should any of us care what our neighbors are doing when naked?
Why?
I don't judge any of the MULTIPLE women who will laughingly and openly admit to "never wanting and basically never having" sex, now that they have kids. (I extend deep regret and encourage them that maybe they might like it if they gave it another shot.) Why is this the culture I've been so consumed with? The "Sex is a chore, but we *should* probably do it once in a while to keep our partners happy...." crowd.
Interestingly, this was my 30s, because, we all had little kids. NORMAL. And fully acceptable. I was also there.
But little kids aren't little forever. And can be left home alone. And can fetch their own gd cups and food. And suddenly, motherhood became A LOT EASIER. And I turned 40, my sex drive returned with a vengeance, AND tons of my friends started getting divorces. All of it revolved around, you guessed it, sex.
If I accomplish nothing else in this life with all 4 of my children, I hope I am providing a safe space in which to be as open as they want, to seek/chase/receive pleasure on multiple levels (not specifically sexually, but that too), and to be comfortable speaking about things I was definitely taught were taboo topics.