The Human Vagina
He tried to recall, had he perused this before?
This very essential and interesting anatomical structure which can be referred to as the vaginal barrel, has two main functions (/) Heterosexual psycho-physical contact of the highest and most intimate order and (2) to serve a the main pathway for the Human Male’s contribution to the Human Female’s total conceptive apparatus . . . He might have, he wasn’t sure. He read on, in any event. Content. . . . The vaginal anatomy and physiology of the Human Female are instructive, in all respects, and provide the most important cluster of clues to an understanding of the very basis of her sexual life, in all its ramifications . . . Tiger nodded his head, admiringly. . . . Would Looby Loo let him undress her tonight? He hoped so. . . . For on the one hand while the Human Female's vaginal barrel pre-
Pretty Maids All in a Row 285 pares itself as described earlier for penetration by the fully tumescent penile shaft, so on the other hand the Human Male’s penile shaft, fully erect and engorged, demands to penetrate—and readily accepts the invitation on the part of the fully prepared vaginal barrel ... to be mounted, unquote, Tiger tagged on, in a frolicky mood, growing warmer thinking of Looby Loo. She often liked him to remove her bra and other things. Those dainty, cute other things. He smiled, warmly. Those things. How he loved that gal. On he read. . . . [See Table 34-D-LX (e)] . . .He flipped the page. . . . Anatomically speaking, the very foundation of the Human Female’s orgasmic experience is vasocongestion (or engorgement) of the labia minor as well as the vagina . . . Those wonderful letters she used to write him, they had pulled him through, what else could have? For a moment he glimpsed the nightmare. He saw the letters. They were there. He felt their warmth, sustaining him, there. ... He had known her since high school days, though he hadn’t actually dated her much then. She was going more or less steady then—Freddy Gilpin, wasn’t it— He was a banker now. That was it. He worked in a bank in Kitston now. Surcher’s stamping ground. Tiger grinned. Now . . . They had really started going together just before the Army, and Korea. That was when. He had finished up at State. ... He was aware of a surging warmth, thinking of her. Who, outside of Rochelle possibly, could ever take her place? He mused. In life you never knew. He grew sad again, knowing how life was, seeing it for a moment without Looby Loo. . . . For no one ever knew. What was around that comer—you couldn’t view. . . . Especially after thirty-five. That was the time. Time . . . Nipple phenomena . . . Tiger read on. . . . He studied a series of diagrams showing the changes in the size of the Human Female’s nipples during the various phases of sexual activity, including mounting. The measurements were precise, down to the hundredth of a centimeter. . . . Tiger browsed on. ... The Orgasm of the Human Female . . . Tiger stopped. . . . Orgasm cannot be separated from primal socio-psychologic factors . . . He knew it was thus. ... It is the peak, the most ultimate point, the zenith, in short, of the entire drama of sexual activity; it is deeply rooted in the complex biological history of the entire species . . . Tiger nodded. ... It is the sine qua non of the very existence of the species, in its present form, bio-psychologic and socio . . . Tiger pondered it, rereading it ... He moved on, finally. . . . Penetration of the Human Female while she is in a supine position (on her back, i.e.) demonstrates clearly and dramatically the high intensity vector of this phenomenon: Her hands and feet clutch her partner, she cries out, her face contorts in definitive spasms of release and ferment . . . Tiger nodded. . . . (See Chart 02-CX-9) . . . Tiger looked for it. . . . The Sex Blush is at its most diffuse at this climactic moment . . . Tiger noted. . . . The Human Female is capable of re-forming her spent tensions soon after orgasm, and in this connection it is apropos to examine in some detail the phenomenon known as STATUS ORGASMUS . . . Tiger halted, right on top of it. . . . This extremely interesting phenomenon can come about as a result of simultaneously surging orgasmic peak levels almost nonmeasurable in their singular entities per se, i.e. —or it can simply manifest itself as a definite, continuous, mono-orgasmic wav e-surge of the highest dynamic order . . . “Hmmm,” Tiger murmured, enlightened, definitely. . . . STATUS ORGASM US has been observed to last for as long as 160 seconds in certain instances, though on the whole it is true to say that the normal curve of distribution applies to the phenomenon. [See Tables 64-1 -D(2) and DiagramJ . . . Tiger checked that. . . . How does orgasm affect the vaginal barrel? Can the Human Female fantasy to orgasm? Tiger turned to the Diagram again. He loved that normal curve. He read on again. . . . At the peak of orgasm, an all-engulfing, wave-like suction-surge overwhelms the vagina . . . Tiger nodded. . . . Respiratory rates are very rapid at the peak point—in several cases, rates of 60 per minute were definitely observed and noted . . . Tiger noted it. . . . He flipped a page and ran into a photograph of a most interesting piece of apparatus devised and constructed by the investigators for the purposes of investigating. It did everything the Human Female vagina could conceivably require of it, under any circumstances. Tiger admired it. There were also detailed diagrams. Tiger browsed over them. What a piece of work. Electronically controlled, instantaneously and delicately responsive, it could match the real McCoy anytime. Anywhere. Its thrust was formidable. Tiger mused, intrigued,
Pretty Maids All in a Row 287 definitely. The female subjects must have loved it. Tiger grinned a grin, an image popping up in his mind, many images, as he thought of it . . . all of it. . . . Now he put the book back on his desk and just sat back in his chair, relaxing, thinking about things. He was thinking a whole range of things, from the mysteries and paradoxes of creation itself right along and down the scale to more mundane details, such as getting a haircut this week, due as he was for one. Hadn't Looby Loo mentioned it to him, in her loving way? Soon he got up, coming to no definite conclusion on the primal mysteries, in fact baffled as ever, and walked out of his den to the bedroom, thinking only of Looby Loo. . . .