Yes, it is true...you can have a sexual experience with inanimate objects.
I have been known to hug cooking pots. The shape and (yes, men) size of pots just make me giddy. Most often when I embrace a pot it is involutary. It is just a gut reaction to pure beauty.
So, as I was meekly wandering through the crowded isles of the wharehouse store, my eyes locked onto a sight that even Aphrodite would shed a tear. There, sitting alone amongst the cookery section, was a gorgeous blue, 8 qt., french oval, Le Creuset. I immediately went over to it. Feeling eyes around me, I supressed the urge to embrace it. I cautiously caressed the curves and depth of the cold enameled metal. It was so smooth and hard. My eyes lingered a bit longer, then slowly glided down to the egg-shell white price tag. Dear Gods Above! $120.00! Were my eyes decieving me? Have I some how gone mad with passion? No...it was the God of Miraculous Pricing, Costco! I quickly wisked away the box that so lovingly protected my jewel.
Oh thank you Good God of Costco for joining me with my love, Le Creuset.