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By Felicia Coley / Summer 2008
How long should you wait to have sex with your new "friend," for the first time? Most of us agree the first date is not optimum, but who really knows when the time is right? MORE
Jeff Wyatt's Musings:
Gentlemen's Clubs: Gentlemen’s clubs, strip clubs, cabarets, topless bars, show clubs, Bada Bing! To many women, these words conjure up the worst possible images – lascivious dens of mostly naked women gyrating for dollars, meat markets where any sexual act can be bought for the right price. But, is that really the case? Are these clubs so scandalous, dirty and perverse, or are they simply pseudo-theatrical venues wherein many women are finding solace after a long week at the office, or visually seductive foreplay as part of a monogamous relationship?
MORE 40 year-old Robert sat at Melinda’s computer desk for an hour and a half after she had slipped into a black lace negligee and sauntered over to show him that she was feeling amorous. She had initially thought he would come to join her in bed after another five or ten minutes, as he said he would, but after a couple of additional prompts and his third answer of “I’ll be right there,” 36 year-old Melinda decided to give up and send him a clear message by changing into flannel pajamas and going to sleep. MORE Jeff Wyatt's Musings: This life, this love, fractures each and every one of us, challenging our beleaguered fates with graveyards of regret and sins left pleading for their atone. Our headstones amass, crossing from hillside to hillside yearning for infinities end, and when those distant horizons are finally greeted, find there remains a lifetime of roads left to tread. When we come to, and our interstice from these pasts and future presents begins its narrow, that is when we may revisit the moss which has subdued these stones. Each love, each fleeting opportunity, bestowed a marker to which we may once more place a lily, but never awake the old bones. For we know full well, no good can come from that which is better left laid to rest. MORE The Quest of Josh: There’s a popular sentiment that all babies are cute. I don’t buy it. Of course there are cute babies. There are also babies that look like angry old men in miniature. I’ve seen babies that look like hairless cats, shaved Ewoks, and heartbroken raisins. My own baby picture looks like a sunburned Eskimo choking on a lemon. My brother, of course, was cute like babies are supposed to be cute. That’s fine. I got better with age. My brother now looks like Bigfoot. MORE Katie Did It!
Alexander Pope, the English poet, wrote to one of his sweethearts, Martha Blount, in June 1724, “Absence is a short kind of death.”MORE
Jeff Wyatt's Musings: It was a true New York first date. I
arrived at her place casually around 8 p.m. and we took a cab from SoHo
into Chelsea for an 8:30 meal, which stretched on until about 11:30. We
shared a great deal of conversation over those three hours, not to
mention two bottles of wine and a litany of food. It was amazing to be
on a date with someone who actually held my interest for the entire
evening. The awkward pauses, the blank stares, the eyes meandering to
other people’s dates never materialized. It was simply simple. First
dates are never this easy or enjoyable.
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The
split was destined to be, as otherwise you would not be, well...broken
up. The end of a true relationship is almost always painful, but there
is a light at the end of the tunnel of temporary gloom, courtesy experts
and those who have been there, before. 
Sex Too Soon?
...the
words I had desperately wanted to say for so long came out while the
both of us were mildly tipsy in the back of a cab, on the way to her
place after a night of drinks with friends... 
On New Year’s Day 1807, Napoleon Bonaparte wrote to Madam Marie Walewska, “I have seen only you. I have admired only you. I desire only you.”
