Wait...he WHAT?!

I was shocked to read one of yesterday's posts over at "Savage Love" (yes, you read that right, it's an intriguingly named advice column). I feel like I was mislead. You see, it was titled "Sex at Dawn"—don't click that link yet—and so I thought I was going to read complaints about a voracious morning sex appetite. What I actually read about was a woman whose man recently requested her to sleep with another man, unprotected—you know what, I can't go on. Just read it; here's the link again.

The truly shocking part was the response. It highlighted how her hubby was engaging in pretty normal, albeit animalistic, behavior when he enjoyed making love to her while she was still covered in/filled with another man's scent/love juice.

The wife's concern was that this might mean her husband was gay. My concern is that he made her have sex with another man, watched it, and then railed her afterward. Call me prude (or perhaps the author would say I'm in denial of my evolutionary roots), but I try to keep my number of sexual partners in any one-hour period limited to one.

To each their own?

So what was that "sex at dawn" madness about, you ask? It's the title of a book on sexuality that apparently sums up how normal the husband's behavior is.