According to some scientists, however, the main problem with the ubiquity of X-rated content isn’t that it fosters sexual numbness, but that it can interfere with the process of deciphering sexual tastes.
In the name of conjuring some alternatives to these canned pointers, I decided to sit and ponder the five most commonly babbled relationship related sayings.
Not even the least sexually inhibited are immune to awkward moments between the sheets. The reason for this, I believe, is twofold. First, we’re all susceptible to the involuntary nature of bodily functions.
A couple of shots make it seem less odd that almost every nook—including an elevated, cushioned cubby accessible by ladder—is occupied by a twosome engaged in an aggressive round of necking and/or heavy petting.
At the age of 12, I begged my parents to send me to sleepaway camp. They complied, and I ended up at a place with a Native American-y name about three hours away from our home in Connecticut for a two-week stretch. Aside from being so miserable that I considered alleging sexual abuse by a counselor to convince my parents to collect me, a few things stood out.
After two weeks off, due to Thanksgiving followed by a hellishly-busy week during which a few of our remote staff visited Brooklyn and there were festivities pretty much every night, I’m back on the week-in-review recapping train.
Curious to know what kind of men use the Internet to find extramarital lovers, journalist Melanie Berliet posed as a wayward wife on the social-networking site Ashley Madison (tagline: “Life is short. Have an affair”).
“That looks like a porn star,” I say, as it occurs to me how strange it is that our medical diagrams don’t depict variations in human anatomy.
“He wanted you to cover your body in — what?”
“Even if I were a blind guy and put my hands here”—he seizes my sides—“there are little lumps.”