I’ll be the first to tell you that I spent a good deal of my early 20’s reading trashy grocery store mags in search of the kinds of life advice that would improve my non-existent sex life, my skin, and even my attitude. In fact, I read every sex tip I could get my hands on because I figured if I read enough I’d have enough mental know-how to get the job done REALLY well whenever I’d decide to really put out for a change. I’m just glad I never came across these tips. Bite his inner thigh? That’s abuse, I think.
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