When couples are younger I think they look at sex like fast food -- get as much as you can as often as you can. Just gorge yourself on it. But as you get older you discover that if you learn relax, with food and sex, the pleasure can be indescribable. You learn sex is like a fine meal, something to be slowly savored, not gobbled on the run.
I grew up, fell in and out of love more times than my mother appreciated, and learned that the kind of passion Barry rhapsodized about wasn't easily found. I still believed in it, didn't give up on it, but stopped holding every relationship to the standard of "no way out." I always seemed to find plenty of ways out... as did they. Until I met him. The man I married.