Sex for Science! Chapter 3: It's All About the Protocol

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Sex for Science! Chapter 0
Sex for Science! Chapter 1
Sex for Science! Interlude
Sex for Science! Chapter 2
Sex for Science! Chapter 3
Sex for Science! Chapter 4Our accommodations and my partner in Science's socks properly admired, it was time for business. Err, science. The business of science. And, um, stuff

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Hooray for Science!

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The door was problematic. It had a fist-sized hole in it, which one does not normally expect to see in doors; but it did not have a doorknob or latch, which one normally does.

I suspect that the problem is related more to your assumptions than to anything intrinsic to the door itself. I submit that you don't have a door with an inconvenient fist-sized hole and no latch. You have a glory hole, which may or may not be of actual use to you.

The striped socks did come into play again at one point, when the photographer got this rather awesome shot:

The photo is indeed awesome, and not just because of the socks.

The third, as I mentioned previously, is that the English language has no word to describe the experience of watching a pierced, tattoed woman you've only just met have a huge, screaming orgasm, then pull off the electrodes for the EEG machine, roll over, and start talking about sex-based differences in brain activation during sexual arousal. Dear God.

If this could be compressed into 140 characters it would be the Best Tweet EVAR!

I in fact did have some incredible screaming orgasms of my own. Four of them, in fact.

I never fully understood what "seething envy" felt like until I learned this about you. However, you seem to be putting your Gift to good use, so I can't really begrudge you that.