Reuben and Women

If sexual intercourse (copulation, Latin, coitus, Latin; fucking, Anglo Saxon; sleeping with, modern euphemism, sexing, modern euphemism) did not exist, neither would we. It is evolutionary biology's mechanism to provide for the means to perpetuate our species. (Forget the God bullshit.) If it were not pleasurable, the species likely would go extinct. Why would a female endure poking by a penis if such were not fun? Her erotic feelings encourage her to stick it out until the end, so to speak--that is, until she achieves glorious orgasm, the most pleasurable sensation a human can have. Who would not want a million of them? Reuben and Women . . . is about this pleasure. It is not a "dirty" tale. It is not about sexual perversion. It is not about "sin." It is about humans enjoying their bodies--something theistic goons and imbeciles work day and night to profane. They ignore that Yahweh, their degenerate god, raped a virgin Jewess and impregnated her. That's okay with them, for the do­nothing bastard Jesus was really god in carnal form. God can do whatever God damn well pleases. But don't any of us rape a woman--not only felonious but also "sinful." Readers not servile to some degenerate god will enjoy the novella--the best one ever written!