Barbara,

I'd gladly show you any time how to gently apply the soap, after first wetting you down real good. And I can do that without any sensations on your part except extreme bliss and ultimate, total and excruciatingly enhanced waves of total satisfaction. Alas, us guys might not be as sensitive, but we do get on with the tasks at hand (so to speak) with more immediate deliberateness than the feminine folk do just like we do when, going shopping, we go after the thing we came for(so to speak) right away, and when we find it, we leave the boutique instead of mistaking the department store for a museum and wandering around for 3 hours before doing that for which we came. No, not less sensitive --- actually moreso. That's why we often have crossed home plate while the significant other might be lingering back on second or third. Personally, I like to watch as those with the feminine mystique cross home in front of me. It's a gratifying sight for sure. That's the way one must score if we're to remain within the rules of the game. Otherwise we're both out! If you're already on third a good bunt will take you home too just as well as a homer.

To quote somebody who once said it I think, "In the game of life, as in baseball, four balls is always better than two."

Art (sorry if this is thread creep. Just couldn't stop myself.)