Yet, even during the sex act, I'd think, this is another routine. I'm doing what I'm supposed to do. I felt ridiculous but I went ahead anyhow. What else could I do?
Well, I should have crawled off and said,
"Look, baby, we are being very foolish here. We are just tools of nature."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, baby, you ever watched two flies fucking or something like that?"
"YOU'RE CRAZY! I'M GETTING OUT OF HERE!"
Our friend Hank Solo knows everything B ever wrote by heart ;) His is a true database...
I can offer you only a pic I took yesterday of my last remining clit tickler next to the nice German knife I used to cut the cord off the demonic thing.
BUT you'll have to write me to see it.