If you sweat profusely and stink while doing it, yeah, it's probably not going to be something a lady likes all that much.
Human sweat is actually odorless until acted on by bacteria on the skin... and if both partners are perspiring and marinated in those feel-good endorphins... well, all the better, eh?
I don't jog as much as I used to, I admit, because my hips and knees are just an absolute
wreck. But I do enjoy my daily brisk walks. Which reminds me of something funny that happened thus afternoon: I was out with
the dogs, as per usual, and in the alley behind the grocery store I spotted a large angry-looking dog appearing to be peering at me. I turned swiftly and trotted at top speed in the direction of home, fearful with each step that huge slavering beast was hot on my tail. In an empty parking lot a block away I stopped and chanced a look behind me; the coast was clear. But at the end of my leash I spy Shadow, the female, vigorously humping my male, Rizzo. She never does that when we're
out in
public. I don't know what got into her--maybe the excitement of fleeing in terror for our lives stirred up something, and she got all amorous right there on the street. Of course, those two have been... shall we say,
celebrating quite frequently and vigorously all this Valentine's week.
![:-]](//psfforum.com/Smileys/default/Blush.png "Blush")
So, yeah...
--in about two months, I figure we're going to be up to our pits 'round here in a bunch of
these.
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