No one sleeps through the whisker treatment, believe me. We got up, Keiko got fed, and I sat down at the computer to compose my undying prose on the male reproductive organ in historical perspective. Quoting St. Augustine always adds a certain intellectual patina to a hastily written paper, I think. Luckily, he was very outspoken about erections. I also spent some time picking out illustrations for this presentation.
Greek art is rich in lewd imagery, of course.
But my triumph was finding a drawing of a Victorian anti-masturbation device, which apparently delivered an electric shock to the wearer should he get frisky at an inappropriate time.