or as an old coach of mine used to say, "Perfect practice makes perfect."
Sex takes practice.
I didn't think it could get any better than it was, that first night, all those moons ago. That was thrilling and exhilerating and wonderful. But bodies are wierd, geometry is tangly, things don't always stay where you put them, angles are awkward, and you can't always reach your goal. Sex takes practice. Well, no. Sex is easy. Great sex takes practice.
And practice we do! Every weekend is better than the previous one, and I'm only just now beginning to realize the full extent of the potential here. Damn. I had no idea it could be like this.