Chapter 3: Gemini
Parental Guidance III
Monday, March 9, 2009 | 3:49 AM | 0comments
When I thought it was over, there were more to come.
It seems like Parental Guidance has become on of my favourite topics.
There is just too much under the table that I need to share.
:p

Sometime last week, I came across an article depicting about
some poor female souls that have the frequent problem of
hairy-ness.
Shaving to them has become a second nature.
Besides, who would love a lady with too much HAIR?
(if you know what I mean)


Ladies, fret not.
There is afterall a blessing in disguise.
Before I get on to it, let me explain just a gist of it.

Our human body has 2 types of hair : vellus and terminal.
The vellus hair is fine, non-pigmented and unresponsive to hormones.
Terminal hair, on the other hand, is generally long, coarse and dark.
It also changes based on our hormones.


and why the hell do I need to know all these, you may ask?
don't curse me just yet.
here comes the interesting part.



Descibed by the Times of India:

Since hirsute women have higher levels of testosterone, both the clitoris and the G spot are thought to respond to the hormone.
Women capable of orgasm during penetrative sex have a thicker tissue area in the region between the vagina and the urethra – meaning it's now easy to medically tell the difference between the lucky "cans" and the "can-nots".



and this lead me to question I can't help not to ponder.

I wonder which trait women would prefer:
the ability to orgasm through intercourse or easy-to-maintain body hair?
*giggles*



This concludes one thing: Hirsute ladies have better sex.
So ladies, rejoice.
You have a higher chance to get orgasm faster and perhaps, longer.
so while you at it, I'll be busy shaving bathing.



And to end the day with a quote I simply had to agree.

"Oral sex should be an Olympic sport because it's harder than curling, and if you're good at it, you deserve a medal."




A Walkthrough

♥ Rants
Hear me roar through the dark where the shadows reside.

♥ Alter Ego: LaLa
Walk in her shoes. Feel her joy, her pain, her confusion. The birth of a broken soul.

♥ Once Upon a Time
Sometimes even if you force it, there are memories that you'll bring to your deathbed. And these, are mine.

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