Dear Intimacy Doctor: So, have you figured out a way to tell someone they’re rubbish in bed … meanwhile the other halves of the couples are banging like a house on fire? #swingerprobs (This is the point where the Intimacy Doctor strokes her imaginary Freudian beard and says “tell me more.”) His problem seems to…
Perving in the Age of the Digital Footprint
My friend Harley* recently moved from the West Coast to the deep, deep South. And he called me because he was having a serious problem. You see, Harley is: Clearly not White. Clearly not Christian. On the upper end of the freak scale, sexually A federal employee. This move (concomitant with a nice federal promotion)…