Near as I can tell, in most cases no mademoiselle is present. Woodberry HELL-O!
Y'know I was first introduced to this term during my training by a guy who looked like Mr. Clean in denim overalls. Denim overalls, people! With only one overall done up! He was so hung up on non-penatrative sex play. And aparrish, let me tell you it was always pronounced a la francaise to me, and repeatedly so. He was very passionate about there being no need for hole poking to enjoy your partner's body. It was like his mission, his cause in life. He was a guy in a pretty bad place, since this was in the early mid 90's and I imagine he was losing a lot of friends to AIDS. I do remember him crying at one point during our training, cause it was all just too much for him.
I also have strong memories of craft time being the cutting up condoms to turn into dental dams. Only later in life, when I became more experienced... in the art of love... did I think about how unpleasent it would be to lick a condom. Now when my SO and I are in the family planning isle, I always joke that the flavored condoms should be more properly labelled: "chocolate
and rubber," "bannana
and latex," etc.
Anyway, it's late - time to frotage the prairie.