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" THURSDAYLiza, 27, writer: Max got home from work, and we had yet another argument about our sex life. I want it more than he does, and he seems to view it as a chore. When he sat on the couch, I started kissing his neck. Max, 30, financial exec and DJ: After a particularly grueling day, I walked into our small apartment. Two minutes didn&amp;#039;t transpire before Liza tried to make out with me. Zero interest on my end; I didn&amp;#039;t have a chance to get comfortable, and I still had work to do.  Liza: Around 11:40 p.m., we cuddled and flirted in bed. I tried to crawl on top of him, but he pushed me off and grumbled about needing to sleep.  Max: Liza started to get frisky, and I might have gone for it, had she not tried to jam my finger through her pubic thicket. She&amp;#039;s always had a little &amp;#039;fro, but this time she&amp;#039;d cultivated a real Chia.  Liza: I&amp;#039;ve scheduled a Brazilian bikini wax for tomorrow-my first ever-so maybe that will help spice things up.  FRIDAYLiza: My Brazilian torture left me with the perfect landing strip. Max came home, and I asked him if he wanted to see my new look. He had the nerve to say, &amp;quot;Sure, but later!&amp;quot; Huh?  Max: I got home from work, and the first thing I heard was, &amp;quot;Hey, I got a Brazilian bikini wax. Wanna see?&amp;quot; Did I ever, but again, not the first exact second I walked into the apartment.  Liza: That night Max started touching me in bed and was loving the new, hairless me. But I was exhausted.  Max: When Liza got in bed, I was overcome by the desire to check out her new look. It reminded me of fresh chicken fillets-little cutlets under a wisp of symbolic hair to avoid associations with 11-year-old girls. I got excited, but she was tired. SATURDAYLiza: When we got home from a movie, Max suggested we take a bath. I was like, &amp;quot;Who are you and what have you done with my husband?&amp;quot;  Max: I always like it when she&amp;#039;s all slithery in liquid. Liza was getting sleepy, but her new look got me all riled up, and I basically went for it. It was ideal; no accidental tooth flossing. Liza: At one point, Max had me in a variation on doggy-style, which he never does. I was excited, because I like roughing it up a little. By 6 a.m., I wanted to sleep, but he wouldn&amp;#039;t stop. Once he got going, it was like feeding a starving man.  SUNDAYLiza: Around 4 p.m., Max got into the shower and I thought he was going to ask me to get in. But he didn&amp;#039;t!  Max: I took a shower and half hoped she&amp;#039;d hop in with me.  Liza: Then he asked me to put body rub on one of his socks and scrub his back. He loves it, but it reminds me of primates. And I was like, come on! This could have been a very sexy moment!  Max: Once I was out of the shower, sleep took over, which was very unfortunate, because I was looking forward to another encounter with my newly rediscovered best friend of all time- and by that, I don&amp;#039;t entirely mean Liza&amp;#039;s streamlined new jezeeble. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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