Hi Steph,

>>Sounds a bit too gross to me :)<<

Yeah, it was. When I was a barely post-pubescent young man it was called, "getting your redwings." I don't recall my pineal gland being particularly stimulated by the experience; but then, I'm not Rh negative -- if that's even a criteria. It was stupid and entirely objectifying of the equally dizzy young woman involved.

Ah, kids.

Mark

Ps. Am I the only one getting a sense that the Ancients, for all their superiority, were wholly without restraint?