Some days it's hard (ha!) to find even one story that qualifies as "Today in Sex," other times--like this week, there's simply too much goodness


Today in Sex: The Week's Big Sexxy Stories

Some days it's hard (ha!) to find even one story that qualifies as "Today in Sex," other times--like this week, there's simply too much goodness to pick just one. So instead of a day's worth, let's mine the week, shall we? All the sexy sex news you need to know, after the jump. . . .

If you like big butts and you cannot lie. . .

Ice-T's wife and manager, the bootylicious Coco, has instituted something she calls "Thong Thursday" for her Twitter followers. Today is Thursday. You should follow her. (While you're at it, you can also follow me, and I promise to keep my pants on.)

The Big Easy just got a little bit easier

New Orleans is one of my favorite places on the planet, but, obviously, the city has had its problems. (Understatement of the decade.) This week, the city government got smart and reclassified both marijuana possession and prostitution as municipal offenses, so police officers have the option of giving people summonses instead of sending them off to jail. Musician, scholar, and author of the book, The World that Made New Orleans: From Spanish Silver to Congo Square, Ned Sublette, said of the move, "It's a much-needed change. It won't damage the quality of life or worsen the presence of vice in the city at all and hopefully will allow the undermanned police force to deal better with the city's real problems."

Know any aspiring man whores?

If so, send them to New Zealand where a woman named Pam Corkery is opening what's being billed as the world's first man-on-woman brothel. Be warned that it's not enough to be super-cute and well-endowed with working wood, you're also going to be required to take classes in pleasing a woman. Because, Pam says, "most men don't upskill. They tend to stick to the same old techniques." The wage being offered is approximately $176 an hour, presumably tips on top of that.

Do ask, do tell. . . .

There was a little something in the news this week about gay people in the military finally gaining the right to be honest about their sexuality. That they'd been encouraged to lie up until now, while otherwise needing to abide by a very strict code of honor, makes my head explode. Can Santa please bring us legal gay marriage now? Thanks.

Speaking of marriage. . .

Remember that cuckolding (straight) couple who went public with their great love? Well, apparently at least one of their exes isn't too happy with being publicly dissed and having his kids' pictures printed in the New York Times. Oopsy.

Ever wonder why you're supposed to kiss under the mistletoe?

Slate explains the origin of the practice and makes me so angry that I waited too long to order that mistletoe belt buckle.

Thinking about having a baby in the new year?

This article might make you think twice. Or fifty times. I'll leave you with this quote: "But [childbirth has been] absolutely life-changing: I have to get up at 5.30am every day because I need to eat a meal and then do a colonic irrigation before I can leave the house. I can't eat all day or I'd have an accident; I wear pads, but inevitably there are times when they leak."

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