Yeah…there are a few things that make me explode.  You’ve seen it happen any number of times. A good tune can touch off my tempest like you’ve never seen. A caress of comedy and I simply come apart in convulsions.… Read more ›

The all important K sound gets us every time. It’s the cataclysm of the caress. The coda of the cuddle. A consummation of the copulation. Maybe even the culmination of the coition. Anything to prevent the swan song of the… Read more ›