I think John P. about covered it. I learned about sex from James Bond books (and the odd medical encyclopedia) because my parents certainly couldn't talk to me about what should be a normal part of growing up. My mother thought I was a virgin (and pregnant; you figure it out) when I got married. I hadn't the heart to tell her I was neither.

Curmudgeon and I operated a "gourmet" video shop for several years, specializing in foreign and classic films, and quirky and indie productions. We also carried "gourmet" adult films, mostly vetted by me. There are some good ones out there. I prefer f***k films with plots and humor and perhaps a bit of fantasy. Films like "Take Off" and "Alice In wonderland" and "classics" like "Behind the Green Door" and "Autobiography of a Flea." We rented a lot to couples and women.

Cut to the chase: I don't think visual eroticism appeals to most women, but we can enjoy interesting depictions of eroticism as long as it doesn't involve damaging behavior, especially in the company of someone we care about.

Bat Goddess