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.
Insty keeps linking articles about how to please a woman over 35. It turns out they have all these nerve endings you can’t imagine, and the only reason they can’t reach their natural, transcendental orgasmic potential is because of a “curriculum problem”. Men, you see, aren’t educated about this stuff, so they don’t understand what a long-suffering exercise in pelvic stimulation constitutes the minimum performance of a man’s natural duty.
I found the whole argument difficult to follow. TBH, my attention span is shot after decades of reading blogs.
Happy to have contributed to your loss.
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I think that Kim’s colleague’s logic is correct, and not in the least cold. Certainly it is not as cold as the inverse of his logic which holds that everything that women experience is the responsibility of men, and their fault if there should appear some consequence that is somehow unfavorable to a woman even if, until that consequence appeared, everything was done exactly according to how the woman requested it be done. This is whether it be how her education is organized to how the responsibilities of a job are divided between men and women, to how the house is designed or cleaned, and who does what among household chores.