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My Dear Honey, You will surely understand that I have certain needs that you, being 54 years old, can no longer satisfy. I am very happy with you and I value you as a good wife. Therefore, after reading this letter, I hope that you will not wrongly interpret the fact that I will be spending the evening with my 18 year old secretary at the Comfort Inn Hotel. Please don't be upset I shall be home before midnight."

When the man came home late that night, he found the following letter on the dining room table:

I received your letter and thank you for your honesty about my being 54 years old. I would like to take this opportunity to remind you that you are also 54 years old.

As you know, I am a math teacher at our local college. I would like to inform you that while you read this, I will be at the Hotel Fiesta with Michael, one of my students, who is also the assistant tennis coach. He is young, virile, and like your secretary, is 18 years old.

As a successful businessman who has an excellent knowledge of math, you will understand that we are in the same situation, although with one small difference - 18 goes into 54 a lot more times than 54 goes into 18. Therefore, I will not be home until sometime tomorrow.

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Cleaning-

You can use non-abrasive antibacterial hand or dish soap, rubbing alcohol (Isopropyl), bleach, or even boiling water. Make sure the water is at room temperature before adding or removing Pyrex glass as sudden, drastic temperature changes may, on rare occasions, crack the glass. The easiest is just to put it in the dishwasher although if you have kids or company remember you put it in there or you could have some fast "'splanin' to do!" Rinse well with warm water after any kind of cleaning.

Due to the non-porous, chemical and odor resistant properties of Pyrex glass, almost any cleaner may be used. Remember to stay away from abrasives so as not to scratch it.

Heating Pyrex-

Since Pyrex glass insulates and holds temperatures, warming your piece may provide additional sensory stimulation. The most safe and proper way to heat your Pyrex glass takes about 30 minutes. Make sure your Pyrex glass is at room temperature to start. Get a large bowl or pan and add very warm tap water directly from the sink to bowl. Completely submerge the Pyrex glass in warm water for about 5 minutes. Carefully pour out 1/2 to 2/3rds of the water from the bowl, leaving the glass partially under water. Fill remainder of bowl with boiling water and allow it to set for 20-25 minutes away from heat. Always test temperature before using Pyrex glass as it can burn skin at high heat. Remember, it holds its heat very well.

Cooling Pyrex-

Freezing Pyrex toys is not a good idea. It may stick to skin or crack if thawed too rapidly. Avoid extreme cooling or freezing methods. Use the same process to safely cool your toy as you use to heat it. Just substitute cool water for the very warm tap water and use ice water with ice cubes instead of boiling water. This Process should also take about a half an hour.

In Closing-

Pyrex is a superior material for sex toys. Each toy is literally a work of art and makes a wonderful gift for yourself or your lover. They are fairly expensive, as they range in price from about $100 to $275 dollars. The key as I mentioned before is that they a Pyrex, you can find others that are at a lower cost, but none will come close to the quality of Pyrex.

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Nothing But A Whore

My dad use to veto my thoughts and feelings with these words: �I make the money around here and when you start supporting this family you can have a say in how things are run. Until then, keep your mouth shut and do what you are told.�

As a teenager, I often dreamed about making money so I could have an opinion.

I got married in my early 30�s and my income rose dramatically from a level which barely kept the lights on to a very healthy six figure income.

It wasn�t my job that changed. I had been an escort for a couple years before I got married. But once I said �I do,� I did do my best to be a financial knight in shining armor.

Veronica Monet
Guest Author
SexWithoutShame.com

Whatever my husband and stepchildren wanted or needed, I went out of my way to make the money to purchase it. It felt like a self-sacrificing role but of course it was more of a manipulative maneuver given my training around money and power.

Despite or maybe because of MY overbearing assertions about being the one in charge because of MY income, I eventually grew tired of being the primary breadwinner in my marriage. The more money I made the lonelier I felt and the more tired I became. My husband didn�t express much appreciation for my money and yet he became accustomed to all that it could buy. Making twice the money he earned never meant being respected as a good provider or a hard worker. And though he rarely said so, he didn�t like what I did to make my money.

When you are a whore, your family takes your money as penance for your sins � not a gift of your labor.

Shortly after I purchased my first home - my mother went to great lengths to brag about my cousin who had recently purchased a mobile home. I was a bit flabbergasted. I had just purchased a home in the suburbs worth nearly a half million dollars (1997 prices mind you) and I had done so completely on my own. It was my credit rating, my savings, my down payment, my name on the contract and absolutely NO one helped me � not even my husband. With the exception of a friend who loaned me a few thousand to put in the bank to beef up my savings account for 6 months, no one lifted a finger to help me. Not that I minded that. I enjoyed being a self-made woman. Still the fact that my mother took no notice of my accomplishment hurt like hell. So I asked her, why she was so impressed with the mobile home my cousin had acquired in part due to her husband�s recent death. My mother replied �Well, SHE worked HARD for HER money.�

Apparently sucking cock and dodging serial rapists and vice cops isn�t hard work. Oh well, it seemed like work at the time.

Today I live on a drastically reduced income after retiring from escorting and divorcing my husband four years ago. Funny, you might think I would have quit prostitution while I was married. But I didn�t. I am too stubborn for that. When I did quit, it wasn�t to please anyone but me. I had simply gotten fed up with looking over my shoulder and I wanted to be legal for a change. Towards the end of my escorting career, I had been arrested, audited and robbed or raped � depending upon how you look at it. I was ready to go live in the woods for awhile and write my first book.

Despite the fact that I no longer �turn tricks� people can still assault me with their expectations and projections about sex workers and money. It seems some people expect me to have more money than I do. And once they ascertain my scaled down lifestyle, they resort to disparaging stereotypes about money hungry whores who can�t save a penny. I did save money thank you. But more to the point, the expectation that we are all terribly rich (or should be) is predictable and boring. It doesn�t matter what I do for a living now. I used to be a prostitute.

Once a whore � always a whore? In this profession people see you as transformed from a human to something less than human. Whores don�t do prostitution � they ARE prostitutes. There is a difference.

As a sex worker I hated losing my status as a human. But I have never really felt human anyway. As a woman I have always watched the wicked hand of patriarchy sweep my humanity from view with a few simple incantations: whore, slut, cunt, bitch . . . and with those monosyllabic words I am marked as fair game for all sorts of crimes from rape to murder.

Standing mute before my accusers I despair of ever knowing true acceptance. I may play the seductress, the mistress, the goddess but if my projection of archetypal attributes evidences a crack leaking some semblance of the mundane truth of my existence, then I am catapulted into the dark realms of the persecuted and ostracized.

Are there no tears for the whore? Will the world never find it in their collective hearts to mourn our deaths? Or honor our labor?

September of 2007, a Bay Area sex worker posted a warning on Craig�s List regarding a man who raped her. Her blunt account of events sent familiar waves of grief and rage through me:

�He ended up throwing me down the stairs when he was done, I have a sprained ankle. And he shoved me out the door without my things. I had to flag down a car driving by and they called the police for me, but he was not arrested because I have a record in prostitution so the police saw me as exactly what the rapist saw me as�..Nothing but a Whore��

A month later, a Philadelphia judge put the less than human status of sex workers on the law books by ruling that the rape of a prostitute is in fact only �theft of services.� Sadly, I understand this line of reason. When I was raped by a man I intended to do business with, I tried to comfort myself with the words �robbery� and �bad debt.� Maybe if I could just dismiss the whole affair as a �cost of doing business� I wouldn�t have to feel any emotional pain.

I had conceptualized being arrested for prostitution in a similar fashion and consequently, the night I WAS arrested for prostitution, I smiled for my mug shot and treated the whole incident as something mildly amusing. Could I treat my own rape as nothing more than a client who failed to pay his bill? Six months after my on-the-job rape, I began behaving like a traumatized rape survivor � not a business savvy entrepreneur. So much for my psychobabble. Turns out that I am human after all � and rape is rape � no matter what you do for a living. If I have to learn such a hard lesson about my own victimization, how hard will it be to change the world�s (and the voting public�s) perceptions?

Yes, I can be victimized, but I will NEVER be a victim. I am a survivor. I survived incest and date rape before I ever started working in the sex industry. When I grew up and confronted my dad for molesting me, he shrugged his shoulders and said, �So what if I did, you�re a prostitute now, so it doesn�t really matter, does it?� Yeah, I�d like to hurt him for saying that too.

Most sex workers are survivors. If you don�t learn how to take care of yourself in this profession, you don�t last long. In fact, we are wonderful caretakers. We take care of ourselves, our clients, our families and our loved ones. It�s what we do.

But the world wants to either vilify us or �rescue� us. San Francisco�s mayor Gavin Newsom has climbed on board the �anti-trafficking� bandwagon along with every other political player and many non-profits vying for federal funding. This last year, San Francisco pissed away over $11 million putting poor women of color through the prostitution merry-go-round of arrests and fines.

Having sat in a San Francisco jail cell with street prostitutes for over nine hours the night I was arrested for prostitution, I know the utter absurdity of prostitution laws first-hand. Most of the street prostitutes are on a first name basis with the cops and there is a ton of flirting on both sides. It makes the whole arrest-fine-release-arrest cycle a very expensive joke on taxpayers. But what isn�t funny is the horribly negative impact it has on the day to day lives of those sex workers who are being put through the system on a regular basis. For them, vice functions as yet another pimp they have to pay off one way or another.

The real reason the world wants to punish whores is because we violate their prized beliefs about sex, love and money. In particular, female sex workers flaunt assumptions about women�s sex drive, dependence upon men and preference for marriage. We are a thorn in society�s side because we refuse to be �good girls� and we don�t even have the decency to feel remorse for our ways. We can also mess with the public�s �need� to know who the whores are when we blend with �good folk.�

Recently, I taught a workshop about Sacred Prostitution and most of the women who attended were providers. A male friend who attended too said something completely inane � these women wouldn�t stand a chance at hooking up with men if they weren�t charging for their services. On some level, I kind of knew what he was trying to say. Most of these women appeared as less than sexy that particular day. But tell me this, how is it that anyone would be able to charge for something they couldn�t give away? That is NOT logical. Further, he exhibited an all too typical assumption on the part of client types � thinking sex workers look like they do on the job � all the time.

It reminds me of the young lesbian strippers who told me tales of being worshipped and adored while wearing wigs and make-up only to be spat upon on, on their way home from the strip club � unrecognizable to their clients with their short hair, scrubbed faces and piercings.

It isn�t the first time I have witnessed such a superficial and patriarchal view of sex workers. Still it made me angry. For me, the fact that some men will pay for sex with women they might not want their friends to see them with has always pointed to the discrepancy between what actually fires the libido and what caters to social prominence. The two have nothing to do with each other and only fools who have bought into the lies of this dominant culture and completely abandoned themselves would believe otherwise.

Anyway, the whole idea that sex workers are nothing but a collection of body parts and the image they project is insulting. Maybe people confuse us with models. But that is a different type of sex worker. Whores do more than pose. Whores are talented people who get paid for their sex appeal AND their skills. Sacred Prostitution in particular is a profession which usually requires training of some sort � either mentored learning or self-study but you certainly don�t learn something that counter-culture by watching television or reading the newspaper.

So in the final analysis, it seems that the phrase �Nothing but a Whore� says it all. Whether the topic is our money or our bodies or our rights or our safety, we are not to be treated like people. Every breath we take is suspect and all the normal day to day aspects of our existence which we share with the rest of the human race, are reinterpreted to serve the denigrating stereotypes which fuel our oppression.

I agree with the world. It doesn�t matter what I do for a living � I am a Whore - and damned proud of it.

Transferring Sex Work Skills

As both an activist and an entrepreneur, I have found my experience in sex work invaluable. Some of the skills I have been able to transfer from sex work include:

1.) An ability to communicate with people from ALL countries and cultures regardless of whether we speak the same language or not.

2.) Confidence that I am equal to ALL people regardless of how much wealth, political power or fame they may posses.

3.) An ability to think out of the box when solving life�s inevitable problems.

4.) Sensing the secret and not so secret motivations of individuals and being able to assess their needs.

5.) Building bridges and making connections between seemingly disparate concepts.

6.) Understanding that reality is rarely reflected in conversation or convention. People have layers to their lives.

7.) Being resilient, resourceful and self-reliant. I never give up.

Veronica Monet

SexWithoutShame.com

Veronica Monet is a semi-retired escort. A certified sex educator, lecturer, and contributor to a variety of magazines and book projects concerning the sex- positive life, safe sex, women�s empowerment, and the rights of sex workers, she has appeared on CNN, A&E, ABC�s 20/20, FOX News, Playboy Entertainment, and Bill Maher�s Politically Incorrect, as well as dozens of radio talk programs, both local and syndicated.

Certified Sexologist (ACS)
Sex Educator (SFSI)
Founding Member of the Association of Sexual Energy Professionals (ASEP)
Trained Volunteer for the Center Against Rape and Domestic Violence (CARDV)
Author of Veronica Monet's Sex Secrets of Escorts - Tips From a Pro

I�m a married guy in my mid-thirties and my wife�s job involves her working away from home for long periods, and as my work has flexible hours, I regularly find myself alone at home. On the day in question, I had come home around 3pm and wasn�t expecting my wife to arrive until 8.00 at the earliest. I figured that I had plenty of time to myself before she came home, so prepared a meal ready to cook for her later.

Knowing that I had hours before my wife�s return I unzipped my jeans and freed my penis. I thought that I could take my time and pleasure myself and still be able to prepare for her arrival later that evening. To increase my enjoyment, I stripped completely naked and walked into the kitchen to get myself a beer from the fridge. Somehow my surroundings, although familiar, seemed different in my nakedness and I loved the feeling of freedom as I went from one room to the next utterly nude and occasionally stroking myself back to erection.

I laid on my sofa, sipping my cool beer and running my hands up and down my chest, my arms, legs, groin. To enhance the mood I picked out my favourite DVD which is a home movie I made of my wife stripping and playing with herself for the camera. As her body was displayed over every inch of my large screen TV, I took my cock in a tight grip, knowing that I would soon be powerless to avoid the inevitable onset of orgasm as I watched my wife inserting a huge dildo into her pussy on the screen. What I imagined was that other people were also viewing her most intimate moments with me, (which is a fantasy I have nurtured for some time), and that she would enter the room and take the viewers orally while I watched, each one ejaculating over her 34DD tits before she forces me to lick off their cum and fuck her too.

I have never even mentioned this fantasy to her for fear of her reaction, although unknown to her, I have made an edited version of the video and given it to a close friend to watch whilst his girlfriend was away from home. The DVD I shared didn�t have the most explicit moments, but did have her wearing sexy lingerie, bearing her breasts, showing off her naked ass and culminates in full frontal nudity. It�s nothing that would make a hard core pornographer blush, but to me it was intoxicating to know that a friend was lusting after my wife�s naked body, was staring at her tits, her ass, her pussy. The final scene of the DVD is a one second close up of my wife pulling her labia apart for the camera to have a close up as her juices trickle gently between her legs. It�s a �blink and you�ll miss it� situation, although I know that with DVD technology, a crystal clear freeze frame can be obtained easily, and a scene like that is motivational enough.

So there I was, naked, lying on my couch with a raging hard-on, watching my home-made porn. Then, to my horror, I heard the front door opening. The sound of laughter drifted into the living room where I laid, motionless, awaiting the humiliation that would surely happen imminently. I froze, my mind was reeling � Why hadn�t I locked the door? Why was she home so early? Why had I stripped and left my clothes in a different room? I was stranded, stark naked, my wife�s DVD forgotten in the panic that I felt.

And then she walked in. And she wasn�t alone. There was my wife plus two of her colleagues from work, who I had never met before, but was to subsequently discover were called Suzi and Deb. And there was I, still lying on the couch, my penis starting to ever so slowly shrink before the women stood there in front of me.

My wife�s first reaction was shock. She stood wide eyed and open mouthed as my face went a shade of crimson. Her friends were also open mouthed, but had a different, amused expression. For what seemed like an eternity there was silence, until eventually, Suzi exploded into hysterical laughter. That woke my wife and Deb from their stupor and they also shrieked loudly. My wife had tears of laughter streaming down her face, but then turned to see what I had been watching. She was greeted with 42 inches of plasma screen displaying her laying spread-eagled on our bed, inserting three fingers into her vagina. Her expression changed instantaneously and a look of panic spread over her face. She frantically looked for the remote control but was unable to find it. Suzi and Deb had realised what was happening and as my wife was about to turn off the TV, Suzi stopped her and said that she�d quite like to watch it. My wife hesitated, apparently unsure of what she should do, but the decision was taken from her by Deb who had found the remote, but made a point of putting it on a shelf away from my wife.

I felt slightly dazed but also momentarily relieved that the focus had been taken from myself. By now my erection had fully dissipated and I sat uncomfortably at the end of the couch, and to my amazement, Suzi sat down right next to me! It was almost as though it was the most natural thing in the world! Deb followed suit and sat next to her, and my wife, who by now had a bemused look on her face took a seat next to the couch.

I cannot explain how surreal it all seemed. There I was, my hands thrust between my legs to cover my nakedness, sitting next to two fully clothed women I had never seen before, with my wife in a chair, all watching graphic images of my wife pleasuring herself on my TV. I don�t know why it didn�t occur to me to get up and flee the room, but the honest truth is that the thought never crossed my mind.

I guess it was inevitable, but it still came as a surprise when Suzi turned to me and looking me square in the eye said, �So this is the sort of thing you like to watch while your wife�s out then?�. For the life of me, I couldn�t think of any response, so I merely gave her a nervous nod. That was greeted with a titter from Deb, who was brazenly looking me up and down, which made me even more self-conscious, (if that was possible). My wife was mute and when I glanced at her found that for the first time in years, I couldn�t figure out her expression. But her friends were starting to get into their stride. The DVD now forgotten, all the attention had switched back to me. �So do you like to wank over your wife�s video then?� enquired Suzi with a grin. Again I found myself unable to formulate any words so an embarrassed look was her response.

My face must have been a picture. I looked at my wife with what must have been an expression of horror. She, with an icy expression remarked, �Yes, come on then, let�s see what you do when I�m out�. My eyes must have pleaded with her, but she smiled a wicked smile and winked as she adjusted her seating position to face me.

Despite myself, I began to feel aroused. I looked from one face to the other, to the screen where my wife was moaning in the throes of orgasm. I looked at Suzi and Deb, both were now openly looking at my crotch. As if detached, I too gazed down into my lap where my penis was slowly growing. I looked at my wife � I don�t know whether I was wondering what I should do, but by now, she had a defiant look on her face as if she was saying �Let�s see if you have the nerve�.

As if in a dream, my right hand went to my penis. I took it gently in my hand, my thumb caressing its purple head. I realised at that point that throughout my �ordeal�, I had been leaking pre-cum juices onto the top of my thigh and as I touched my shaft I found it sticky and wet. Instinctively, I put my finger to my lips to taste my discharge. Immediately I regretted this as I had given away a little secret that nobody had known, and I sensed that my �audience� gasped a little as I had done this intimate action without thinking.

With my right hand I started a gentle rhythmic movement up and down the shaft of my penis whilst my thumb tickled the eye at the tip. I cupped my testicles with my left hand and squeezed, lightly at first but with an increasing pressure. After some moments, my left hand was gripping my balls tightly, and they began to take an angry purple colour between my clenched fingers. All the time my right hand stroked my cock with increasing momentum.

Without knowing I had closed my eyes as I carried out this familiar routine, but I snapped back to reality and saw Deb now leaning way forward to get a better view and Suzi, quite nonchalantly gazing at me as I masturbated in front of her. My wife was still inscrutable to me, but as I looked listlessly at her, I was simultaneously jerking my cock furiously and starting to feel the onset of orgasm. I glanced at the screen and saw an enormous pink vibrator disappear into a cleanly shaved pussy, and felt a twinge of disappointment as I observed both Suzi and Deb also taking a moment out from watching me to see this 12 inch plastic monster being consumed by my wife�s cunt. I felt obliged to issue a quiet moan of pleasure which had the desired effect of everyone once again watching the live floor show. It didn�t occur to me at the time, but in retrospect I must have started to enjoy being the centre of attention, and even relaxed to the point of almost showing off my cock to the girls as I continued to wank for their amusement.

Suzi must have noted my cockiness, because she took it upon herself to take the domineering approach, saying demeaning things like, �You have to wank because nobody wants to fuck you, you�re pathetic!� I don�t know why, but I accepted my role and began to act submissively toward her. I hadn�t stopped jerking, but was willing to take the abuse from her. Deb and my wife remained silent. But Suzi was getting into her role with gusto. �Don�t you dare cum until I say you can!� she barked. I meekly nodded. �Get down on your knees!� she ordered. I obeyed. Still pumping my penis I went on all fours in front of the two strangers, my naked ass to my wife.

�Now I want to see you drink your own cum!!� I feel ashamed to admit it, but I had done so on a few occasions previously when I�d felt uncontrollably horny. I couldn�t feel any more humiliated than I was already, so I lay flat on the floor and positioned my head against the wall. I threw my legs above my head so that they were resting on the wall above me. My rock hard cock stood proudly in front of my eyes and my balls hung tightly inches away. I was glancing into the eye of my penis, sensing the aroma of my sex when I exploded with ejaculation. I opened my mouth to receive my load and swallowed all that hit my tongue. Some shot onto my face and into my hair, but I took a huge amount into my mouth. The sweet, bitter taste was good as I gulped it down greedily.

I slowly allowed my legs to fall gently to the floor and I lay there for maybe a minute with my sperm on my face and my spent cock starting to become flaccid. Nobody said a word as I stood silently and walked out of the room.

I didn�t have the nerve to return to the room after I�d showered and got dressed, but could hear laughter as Deb left to go home perhaps an hour or so later.

I went to bed, assuming my wife would be joining me after a short while, but after a fitful couple of hours of tossing and turning, I went downstairs to get a glass of water. I could hear movement from the living room but no voices. As I peered inside, I had the second huge shock of the evening when I saw my wife, naked, with Suzi between her legs licking her pussy. On the TV behind them was my wife�s DVD playing. And just as I saw my wife in the unmistakable throes of orgasm with Suzi�s tongue lapping at her clitoris, onscreen, my wife was producing her pink dildo and stayed to enjoy the show.

This section is for sexual current events and news; allowing our web site visitors to hear sex news around the world.

In the summer of 2008, over 10,000 sexually liberated adults from around the globe will converge in Hollywood, Florida to attend SwingFest 2008; The World's Largest Swingers Party and Adult Lifestyle Expo being held from July 31 through August 3, 2008.

The 4-day event features over 25 adult lifestyle parties, a massive 50,000 square foot vendor area with everything from adult novelties to adult video stars, 20 sexy seminars on varying erotic topics, exciting contests with prizes such as a BMW 328i or an all expenses paid trip to SwingFest 2008, shuttle service to one of the top 10 nude beaches in the world, countless giveaways, wild entertainment, goody bags, and even a golf tournament! As if that wasn't enough, the master of ceremonies for 2008 is none other than adult megastar, Mary Carey and the $300 USD couples pass covers everything mentioned for all 4 days plus it includes buffet meals, and open bars at many of the evening events. All of this takes place in what can only be described as a swingers paradise; the 5-star, beachfront, Westin Diplomat Resort which offers over 50 additional luxurious and decadent amenities to attendees.

A man in Sweden has been calling women under the false pretense of being a sex researcher. The man asked the women over the phone about their sexual habits and other details about their private romantic lives, then offered them tips on female masturbation techniques. These suspicious interviews led women to report the man to police, but so far no leads.

In "celebrity-obsessed Hong Kong" thousands of explicit photos are circulating the web in what has become the "biggest celebrity sex scandal in the history of the Chinese Internet." The photos apparently show The Grudge 2 actor Edison Chen "in bed with eight of the territory's top actresses, singers and businesswomen." The scandal has caused "crashing Internet servers" as well as one discussion board to generate "more than 25m page views and 140,000 comments."

It's not just a busy schedule or the flu keeping couples from having sex. Health magazine lists factors such as medications, an unsexy bed, depression and even texting in the bedroom among reasons why "40 million Americans have what experts call a sexless marriage." Doctors say having a "regular sex life is good for your health" and recommend you "make the bedroom a no-technology zone," ask your doctor about the sexual side effects of medications and find time for "some nonthreatening and nonjudgmental sex talk."

More people are having sex with their coworkers, according to a new study. Of the 3,000 people surveyed in this year's Harlequin Romance Report, "32 percent of women and 33 percent of men...admitted to sleeping with someone they work with." The co-executive editor of the report told the Toronto Star, "The workplace romance thing was a big shock for me, because I really thought that was taboo."

In Saudi Arabia, police have banned the sale of Valentine's Day gifts. Like other "un-Islamic" holidays, "authorities consider Valentine's Day as encouraging relations between men and women outside wedlock -- punishable by law in the conservative kingdom." One florist was quoted by the BBC, "Sometimes we deliver the bouquets in the middle of the night or early morning to avoid suspicion."

Scientists are closer to understanding some unsolved mysteries of the human orgasm. "Armed with new lab tools and fearless volunteers, scientists are getting first-ever glimpses of how the brain lights up (and, in places, shuts down) when the orgasmic fireworks go off. They're tracing nerves and finding new pathways for pleasure that help explain how people with shattered spinal cords can defy sexual expectations," the L.A. Times reports.

More Irish men in their early twenties are seeking treatment for erectile dysfunction. Doctors say the cause of the trend is pressure to perform in bed. "Dr. Stephen Murphy, chairman of the help group, the Sexual Dysfunction Information Bureau (SDIB),said that some men are left in such despair by their failure to get an erection that they want to kill themselves." The main cause- performance anxiety.

Sex can help people fight off colds and flu, lose unwanted pounds and even enjoy a longer life, according to a study by Queens University in Belfast. "The Queens study suggests that the immune system has the ability of increasing when intercourse is experienced once or twice a week," the University of Wisconsin-Eau Claire's Spectator reports.

A desperate husband who learned a hospital was about to take his comatose wife off life support managed to awaken her doing the one thing he knew she hated � being "told off," it is reported by the Daily Mail. Yvonne Sullivan, 28, of the English seaside resort town of Weston-super-Mare in Somerset suffered severe blood poisoning during childbirth July 5. The baby, named Clinton, died after the 14-hour labor and Sullivan fell into a coma moments later, according to the report. Dom Sullivan, 37, stayed by his wife's bedside for two weeks while she was in intensive care. But when the hospital told him they planned to pull the plug on his wife, he snapped and gave his wife "a firm telling-off," the report said. Dom Sullivan told the Daily Mail his wife never liked getting a good chewing out. But the move appeared to work and Yvonne Sullivan started breathing on her own two hours later. Within five days, the hospital was able to shut the ventillator off as Yvonne Sullivan regained consciousness, according to the report.

Penelope Cruz and Scarlett Johansson are reported to have a lesbian sex scene in the forthcoming Woody Allen movie Vicky Cristina Barcelona. The New York Post quotes a source, "Penelope and Scarlett go at it in a red-tinted photography dark room, and it will leave the audience gasping." Later in the movie, they reportedly have a threesome with Javier Bardem.

The Raelians have championed some strange causes in the movement's 25-year history, including aliens and human clones, but now they are going to bat for a body part -- the clitoris. The cult's leader, Rael, whose real name is Claude Vorilhon, has become outraged by the custom of female genital cutting, the primarily African practice in which part of a girl's genitalia is sliced away. Now the Raelian Movement has resolved to build a hospital in the West African country of Burkina Faso, where women could come to have their clitorises "reconstructed." "Rael thought this is a crime against humanity," says Lara Terstenjak, a spokeswoman for Clitoraid, a nonprofit set up by the Raelians to sponsor genital surgeries. Female circumcision is surprisingly prevalent throughout the world, particularly in Africa, where in some communities it is performed on 98 percent of the female population, despite legal prohibition.

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