Miniskirt Monday. I tried to find something in the spirit of the day, so I hope you enjoy my offering. It's an older photo, but of course, if you want to see a whole collection of sexy skirts (and a lot less), please slip on over to my naughty secret and enjoy a little of what little I'm wearing.
This question is something that makes an appearance every now and then in my life, so I am taking today as my opportunity to revisit all the great thoughts and ideas around it.
Do you think the quality of sex or quantity of sex is more important? Why?
I’ll be honest, I believe the truth lay somewhere in between both. I think that frequent great sex is the secret to life…sex keeps us young and healthy. But I am also enough of a realist to understand that some days the libido struggles against the rest of the clutter in our minds and creates barriers to the perfect moment. And when that takes over, sometimes our minds and bodies just don't get into the moment as much.
That is the reality.
Given my own choice, I would take quality over quantity now that I have experienced a bit of what life has to offer.
BUT that is if I had no choice. Let's be honest, all of us would like to find the perfect balance between moments of delicious self-love and a good ol' fashioned, mattress-pounding conjugal screw!
Now, had this question been asked of me back when I was in my late teens and throughout my 20s, I would have really struggled with taking that perspective. I was much more into the pursuit of experience and I think I would have been more inclined to settle for a lot of bad sex just to keep getting some.