Welcome to the new episode of this column. I can still hear from yesterday’s aperitivo with a friend: “If I kiss him, he’ll want more.” Oof. Nothing can turn your oven off faster. Believe me.
I know this well. After the birth of our daughter, my libido was reduced to unknown, but my husband was literally overflowing with desire. If I appeared naked in the living room because I wanted to quickly get something, he would immediately jump up and approach me. Even when dressed, every kiss was immediately misunderstood as the start of a big interlude.
I was in a dilemma:
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