What I’ve Learned at 48 About Sex, Compatibility, and Reclaiming Desire After Divorce
From Vanilla to Vixen: A personal (and wildly honest) journey of rediscovering pleasure, power, and the woman I buried during marriage.
I shaved everything, wore matching bra and panties, sprayed perfume in places I hadn’t touched in years, and still almost backed out five times.
It had been nearly two years since I moved out of the house I shared with my ex-husband.
And while I’d spent that time healing, growing, and figuring out how to rebuild my life, there was one thing I hadn’t done yet:
Have sex with someone new.
And let me tell you—when it finally happened, it was awkward, nerve-wracking, unfamiliar... and completely f*cking liberating.
But before I take you there, let me back up.
Even Rice Cakes Had More Flavor Than Our Sex Life
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