The problem is I’m a coward. I scare easy. And when I’m scared (how do I put this delicately?) I pee my pants. Of course, I pretend I’ve spilled my coffee or drooled or nocturnally-emissed… but my wife knows better. And my wife does not find this erotic. Nor do I. In fact, I’ve had … Continue reading The A Thru Z of AIS