The Dartman showed me his valentine - Roses are red Violets are blue This card was expensive Take off your clothes. The biological destiny of men forces our glands to secrete whooppee neurotransmitters and we're exactly as serious as that card about nakedness. David Cassidy's ex-wife displayed perfect bullets in her Breezy debut and Clint the director wanted us to take from it her sweetness as her calling card. Oh she was sweet but her au naturale was more attention gathering. So am I posturing that if I took off my shirt I wouldn't keep writing if it got the right attention? Or that writing is a more honorable venture than flashing your dual quads. Nope. The opposite is true - females who write on their chests are counter productive when they post up the pic. Adaptation has done a near perfect job evolving female form like the lyrebirds tail feathers and the butterfly fish's colors. Objectification? That's simply a vilification and an over magnification of what treats me to lubrication. Like when the zealot meets the voyeur and sees only pre-coital fluid spots, life which features full appreciation fears no labels. She's a frozen fire, she's my one desire.