Sex is for the taking, love is for the giving. Between the pure and the practical lies the problem. For the living God turn to spring. Life is so finite, no problem is too large. As to who I am, there is no compromise.
Promiscuity is the pollen of life.
Scripture records nothing but recollects everything. The only way to make money is not to work for it. Memories of the past are the blossoming of the present. If women were not such sex maniacs there wouldn t be so many children. Pay the piper, play the flute.