I’m going to say the thing that you’re not suppose to admit out loud as a woman: I. Love. My. Boobs. I mean – I really, really, really love my breasts (or tits if you’re feeling nasty). I love how…
Last year I went on a first date that I hoped would be the first of many more. We met online and chatted for a week. He was sweet, charming, smart and direct. He’d asked if we could continue the…