From the TMI files: The other day I had a high fever so I went to see my doctor. Among other things, I ended up having a prostate probe in order to rule out any problems in that particular area. Now, I had never been probed down there (although there's more to come soon when I turn 40) and needless to say it was certainly a (red) eye-opening experience. There's nothing like having a doctor (especially a female) tell you to drop your pants and bend over. At that point, snide remarks and sophmoric jokes ("Ben? I'm Tommy- nice to meet you.", "Moooooon river...") are pointless.

This led me to wonder just how it is that some folks like to be pleasured in the nether regions of anal crater land, gay or not. I've heard of females who like a little putt-putt in the rear pucker. I'm pretty open minded, but I say poo poo to that idea. Some doors are meant to be exits and not entrances. Any comments are welcome.