I COULD chalk it up to getting older, the fact that s-ex interests me these days about as much as playing checkers. But the fact is I’ve never much liked s-ex, even though it has, on occasion, captivated me. Says my proverbial therapist: “s-ex threatens you, Lauren. You feel overcome.”
Another distinctly less s-exy possibility is that I have never much liked s-ex because, when all is said and done, there’s not much to like. I mean, really: What is the big deal? Especially when it’s with the same person,...