There’s that ubiquitous, testosterone-driven question almost every woman gets asked at 3:00 AM when her partner rolls over and pokes her, usually with his erection: “Baby, you awake?” Even if you’re not under the same roof, there it is like clockwork, some texted version of the question, which, to inexperienced ears sounds like, “Baby, I’m just lying here thinking about you…I miss you!”
Then, there’s that other question. Like clockwork, too, that question comes right after he’s got your sexual percolator bubbling β and his way. It just seems like they are compelled to know: “Baby, um, did you…?”
Well, finally, we get to hear what’s really going on in that post-coitus “press conference” β straight from the horse’s mouth.
