My friend Todd went out with a big girl. When I say big, I don't mean fat, I mean AMAZONIAN. This is the story of their first and only awkward hookup.
If you want to know where a particular nation ranks on the scale of haves and have-nots, all you need is a brief study of the average sanitation facility in a domestic environment.
Sperm donation is not, as depicted in Hollywood, a one-off business supplied by broke college students in a madcap adventure, or women who spit. It's serious (satisfying) business.
The sweat starts pouring when they put you in the room to wait for your STD results. Even if you have nothing to worry about, the pits get a little damp. Such is fucking life.
Why did female homo sapiens end up with curvaceous figures while our mammalian brethren can only gaze upon flat skin and droopy nipples? The answer is both complex and childish.