Sex. Feminism. BDSM. And some very, very naughty words.
I get what you're saying -- about one-third of mine have involved the high-five, fist-bump, or similar.On the other, the other two-thirds didn't. Oh, Agony Aunt Holly, whatever am I doing wrong???
You're jaded. You've become numb to the sheer giddy "we're doing this ironically only not really" joy of the Eiffel Tower.
Nope. I'm certainly a little jaded -- let's face it, I don't see a lot of 'normal' any more -- but I always, ALWAYS have the giddy joy in any sex act I undertake.
Aw. It's so true I feel bad even making fun of it.
There's no irony in it.Threesomes are *awesome*.
The one I have been in included a high-five. It was even part of the negotiations beforehand.(Also, he taught me how to eat out his girlfriend/my friend with benefits. Unfortunately, he has refrained from calling me padawan.)