THE PERFECT ORGASMThe orgasm is terrified of being seen. She fears she isn'tgood enough, though she has been perfecting herself for some time now.Each night she takes a little of this, a little of that. Never toomuch, just enough. From her vast array of bottles, she selects the properdose of purgatives, vitamins, elixirs, and pain relievers. To herskin she applies jellies, lotions, pastes, exfoliants, antifungal and antiperspirantsprays: all clinically proven, hygienic, uniquely formulated and 100% guaranteed.Of course, she uses only the very best ingredients, no generic brands.She always takes her measurements, steps on the scales and examines herdetails. She's not somebody who is easily contented. She wants nothingless than total well being. Cleansing the body is not enough. For the mindand soul the therapist prescribes pills. Eagerly she swallows them alluntil she is just the right size and shape and temperature: never angryor impatient, sulky, rude, insulting, nervous or hostile. She feels marvelous.Yet, in spite of her efforts, she dreams of a little tuft of hair thatgrows unabated. In the midst of her most passionate moments, shebegins searching for the tuft, wondering at its source, its nature, whetherit's pubic or pit hair, whether it's her own or her lover's. The hair growsat prodigious rates. She knows it's only a matter of time before she isexposed, tuft and all. from The Book of Orgasms, ClevelandState University Press, August 2000
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