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This is true: Daily sex with Mike is good for me.

There is something about having sex with Mike, I don't know if it's Mike or if it's me and Mike or what, but there's something about the actual act of sex that reaches into my head, flattens out the wrinkles, and tacks down all the loose corners. It makes me want to do biochemical analysis of his ejaculate and his spit; it's definitely not the conversation.

Weird. In a not-weird way.