I'm wondering - do you see my participation in sex with you as part of my wifely responsibilities? If so, then let's call it sex, for that's what it is. I might be able to grit my teeth and force myself to do this if it's what you need to stay married.
Okay,now I'm mad. I'll meet you at the St.Louis "Morgan" this weekend.(There has to be some kind of booksale going on that I can use as a write-off.). I am willing to risk the wrath of MsHD in a womano-vs-womano showdown. It will be oldschoolradicalmanbashingfeminism vs. whatevermybrandoffeminismisthatletsmeenjoyf*cking. I will wear my power heels AND my new black dress that I almost pop out of. I predict that I will be flashing "V" for Victory and other things.
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
