The Sex Assessor
From a time when sex is illegal – da, da, DA!
“The man pressed his glans against her waiting furrow and slowly became one with her. In a smooth movement she raised her legs and wrapped them around his waist. The leisurely, yet passionate ballet that followed drew Evans in from his position as silent, invisible watcher of the two simulated protagonists. He felt himself wanting to share in this union, yet knowing it was but a recording, a depiction of events from summers past, a pale echo of a passion expressed years before.”