I caught up with my listener mailbag this week; I had plenty to tear open!
I start out reading a man's letter who is at the end of his tether about his wife's disinterest in sex. I get many letters like this, from both men and women, straight and gay-- there's no exceptions to the bed-death blues.
The "frustrated" partner, the one who "wants" sex... typically goes for years before they get to the breaking point.
Even though their desire is arcticulated, they live the same sexless life that their "disinterested" partner is living.
What changes on one fateful day? Why does it take so long to say "I can't take it anymore?" Is it true that one's partner holds the key to our sexual happiness?
And my last letter is from someone who has an erroneous idea about fat vaginas. Live and learn!