The other night in the midst of a bodice-ripping, crotch-grabbing session with Mr. Snark, I posited a research question to him that I had given a great deal of consideration and contemplation to. (Ah, I love being able to end the sentence like that. So good...)
Mrs. Snark said:
The heroes in romance novels are always thinking about how much they admire the heroine's intelligence, spirit, resourcefulness, sense of humor, courage, etc. Usually in the middle of a really steamy sex scene, which demonstrates how much they truly admire and respect the heroine before they get with the bodice ripping.Mr. Snark said:
UHHHHHNNNN?Mrs. Snark said:
So, is that accurate? What does a man really think about during sex?Mr. Snark said:
About getting his dick into her whoo hoo.Mrs. Snark said:
Really? Nothing else more romantic?Mr. Snark said:
Nope.Mrs. Snark said:
Hmm, I suspected as much.
And so, there you have it ladies. The male sex-mind thinks about getting laid. Nothing more, and probably a lot less.
