The other night I was doing yoga and we were told to lie on our stomachs and raise our butts in the air and then crash our pelvises to the floor and repeat.
I am not ashamed to admit that many less spiritually developed beings than myself found all this friction and thrusting and rubbing strangely exciting. I wonder how many experienced climaxes?
"I’m not having sex right now," a hot shiksa told me last night, "so I’m doing Kundalini Yoga."
