I wonder,

do men, while sitting in math class, or typing up a report, or riding a bike, or reading the newspaper, or closing their eyes to slowly drift off to sleep, all of a sudden, with no warning, taste their lovers’ vagina? And because of it, crave it, need it, desire it, yearn for it, want it, feel it, and marvel as their tongue swells and waters because the memory of its taste is so vivid and strong and delicious..and eventually the lose themselves in their momentary fantasy world and forget what they were doing?..

No? Just uh, just me? alright..