vogue.com
About a year ago, my boyfriend and I adopted a puppy named Romy. He hates when we have sex. Or, more specifically, he hates when we touch at all. This—according to a series of exorbitantly priced animal behaviorists—is called “possessive aggression.” Put simply, Romy is possessive of my boyfriend, so when I get physically close to him, the dog growls and snaps at me like I’m Yoko coming to break up the band.
As you can imagine, this has done wonders for our sex life. Last week we were staying in…
almost 6 years ago