My old friend Richard Dorman* once described this wondrous female feature to me thus:
“Way I see it, old man, my job is to insert my tallywocker into the aperture provided, and commence the rocking movement for the next few minutes until the load is delivered. Job done. If she needs to activate her little switch to reach her own Special Moment, then it’s up to her to activate it.”
Try as I may, I can find no fault with his logic, cold as it may be.
And where would we be without !SCIENCE!, I ask.
*Dicky was an old colleague of mine back at the Great Big Research Company (Seffrican division). He deserves, and will one day get, his own entry [sic] on these pages.