I've never known a bad ****. Some lovers are better dancers. The ones who think they own the crown jewels are just *****. I've found Catholics to be guilty but earnest participants in the end. My favorite was a large Jewish girl who devoured us both in a waterbed. Patty was ******* centerfold stuff. She was always in a hurry to finish and complained of a sore jaw too much. The first was Westside Story Maria to my Tony and we dragged our ragged families to our shotgun wedding and played at marriage best we could. It was the 60s and Summer of Love.
Please forgive my language. I was an Altar Boy and saint in my youth but now I look at life with a jaundiced eye. Be well, Poets!