This is a well-known fact that cannot be argued and has been known for ages, since the time when in 1990s first American and European men started visiting Ukraine and other Slavic countries with the hope of finding a decent spouse and mother for their future children.
Only last week my husband reached for something on the top of a wardrobe and came back with an ancient vibrator.
(I wouldn't enter the penis in a beauty contest, either.) To quote the old Volkswagen ads, "It's ugly, but it works." I guess getting naked can be fun, but I'd rather keep my body under wraps.
If I did hold up a sign (well, dear, you asked), it would say: GIVE ME TIME, AND SPACE.
When a shy girl and a shy guy get together, anything can happen.
If you show up in four-inch heels and a see-through dress, I'll think you're hot.
But I would never say that to your face, and I'm actually cringing here at my computer at the thought that somebody could walk in...
Of course I got bored as soon as the lady became a libertine.
More often, though, I accept the way I am and work around it because, to tell you the truth, I really don't want to change.
Sex toys—always gifts from men who wanted to make me less inhibited—went to a top shelf and stayed there.