Skimpy shorts, bare chests, and barely-there swimsuits – it’s no wonder there’s a popular conception that summer = sex. But does this assumption stand up to scientific scrutiny?
What do you get when you put 10,000 Olympians, many of them in their sexual prime, into one village? “What happens in London, Stays in London.”
Sex, for most of the animal kingdom, is pretty mundane. Why do humans make such a big deal out of it?
I need more space. Can this phrase be a good thing in a relationship?
Ever wonder why we choose the friends we do? It’s more than circumstance…