Ahhh but that's just it Nicegirls, the thing that is forbidden one or is dangerous is always exciting. The forbidden fruit in the garden, the phalic snake slitherng to find the source of the sweetest nectar......the touch, smell and taste of that which cannot be adequately described in mere words.....the smell from the fishing trawler as it unloads it's catch at Killybegs.
Ok Nicegirls, I know that you're more into Prose then Poetry........but let yourself be transported...be transpired. Grab hold of something hard and shake yourself from your slumber and shout..."yes I can....oh God yesssssssss"