I'm not a big advocate of evening prayer...

But, when my husband wants sex after I've had a crazy day from hell, I take my time to get upstairs and hope that he's out like a light.

The sight of him sleeping while holding the remote with Sports Center blasting in the background is a turn on in and of itself. I'm not trying to be mean or anything, but he always looks so peaceful...so, why wake him?

I like my sex when I'm alert, freshly showered and not bone ass tired. I already stared at my ceiling a gizzillion times trying to get pregnant. It's not fun. Obligatory sex sucks...even when you adopt the line..."Just take it for the team".  There are all those cracks that need re-plastered, nail studs that need re-spackled and cobwebs. The cobwebs can kill a moment.

My best friend taught me how to fake it but the truth is that I REALLY LIKE SEX and I don't want to fake it...I just want it on my own terms. Am I a control freak? Anyone else out there have an opinion?