Faking orgasms for a good reason, getting revenge with a hooker and do guys snoop?
Happy Friday, friendsters. Many of you, particularly federal employees and bankers, have a three-day weekend to look forward to. And the day before any long weekend is generally spent feverishly work or is totally bo-ring. Either way, here's the best of the web from this week:
The Frisky is on to you, fellas. They've compared your "number" (number of sexual partners, that is) to census data and something is not adding up because the average lady's number is much lower. Do you think both genders may be fibbing or did they not take into all the Canadian chicks that the average guy is nailing? Read: Sexual History: What Your Number Says About You
The kids at College Candy realize that sex isn't all, um, candy corn and, um, candy canes. They talk about THE four really crummy things about sex. It sounds like someone needs to hit the gym or hydrate properly if general body soreness is a major issue.
Divine Caroline skews a little older than the crew at College Candy and have a slightly more nuanced approach to sex. They wonder aloud if total honesty regarding the female orgasm is really a good idea. Faking it a time or two MAY be a good way to save a gal from a little soreness. Read: Fake It Til You Make It, Ladies
Speaking of being a little sore, what's a guy gotta do to make his ex a little jealous these days? An Asylum contributor gets a
hooker escort from Craigslist and really gives his old girlfriend what-for or is he the one who learns the lesson?
On a different note, Em & Lo (EmAndLo.com) ask their man panel whether fellas snoop on their partners. I don't know, Em & Lo, should we be suspicious? On another Em & Lo note, check out their DVD. They've turned their best-selling book, Sex: How To Do Everything, into a TV series and now it's available on DVD.
On the flip side of clandestine snooping is mano y mano people reading. My pal Krissy Gasbarre (at LimeLife.com) interviews poker player Vanessa Rousso about spotting a lying liar of a lover. I, for instance, always tug my left ear if I checked out another girl's butt, I bend the corner of my cards if I received an email from an ex and my right eye weeps blood if I have Flush or better.
The Huffington Post has a great opinion piece on changing him. And while author Brad Lamm never reverences The Simpsons, he seems in lockstep with Marge's assertion (paraphrased) that women say you can't change a man are quitters. Also, not for nothing, you catch more flies with honey than ranch dressing.
My homey Lost Plum reminisces about dating boot camp with Matt & Tamsen (and me!), particularly the part about timing and disclosure. Maybe the secret is to just never, ever, under an circumstance, bring up old sh*t. That's terrible, check out what she says.
Another blogging bud, Simone Grant, explores the idea of a guy being intimidated by a chick to the degree which he won't approach her. I've found that 10-foot tall, blue women with tails are very intimidating, especially if they're flying giant birds and firing arrows dipped in poison at me and my marine cohorts in 3D. (See Avatar!) Read: Are Men Intimidated By Independent Women?
At Nerve, question time, essentially, should she issue him the ultimate ultimatum? Should she give him a date by which they must be engaged… or else? That sounds like a great way to make two people miserable. Check out Nerve's word.
Very Smart Brothas, somewhat in reference to the way Tiger's broads coming out of the woodwork, are flummoxed by this trend of gummahs not keeping their mouths shut. Up until very recently girlfriends on the side, video hoes and hoodrats inclusive, kept their yappers shut because they really liked gifts and free rent. Book and reality TV deals have turned the paradigm right on its earhole.
Finally, Popeater is a little weary and wary of celebrity marriage vow renewals. Sounds reasonable.
Enjoy the MLK Weekend and holler with links (or just post them in the comments section).