Descending Into Twerking Hell

By Elizabeth Shore

I have a confession.

I recently tried learning to twerk.

And failed miserably.

Here’s the thing. Before you start wondering whether your intrepid Lady Smut writer has lost her ever-lovin’ marbles, let meset the scene. First, it’s important to know thatI’m not a fan of exercising. I do it, grudgingly, not because I like it or it’s fun or I get the “runner’s high” that so many rave about (frankly, I still doubt its existence). I do it because we all know it’s good for you and...