We’re going to talk to you today about a subject that is not always easy to bring up. It’s uncomfortable and something that has been avoided for generations. But we want you to be brave and try to stick with us. Our best advice is to stay away from mental pictures. Ozzy Osbourne has sex.…
It’s official, I’m a homewrecker. Ready for the irony? The homewrecking event wasn’t romantic, lascivious, or even vaguely adulterous (as far as I’m concerned, anyway). Not that I’m blameless. I’m sure I was, at the very least, negligent.
The Irrationals are men at work, mainly litigators in a law firm, on whom I develop absolutely unreasonable crushes.
Yes. I said it. Girlfriend. We’ve been dating for over four months, and I haven’t slept with anyone else yet.
Male law firm partners are awkward, middle-aged, sex-starved men who tend to mistake my professional attentiveness for flirtation
I’m in love with this senior associate I’m working with. He’s super-cute, super-smart and super-married.