A lecher--a super-abundant variation of ignoramus who can only
masturbate in vaginas since he hasn't a clue that sex is
Love's
sacred expression.
Callous
cold comforts--like Meat Loaf's "don't be
sad...two out of three ain't
bad"--can't cause heartfelt orgasmic joy so why risk dissatisfaction and disease by screwing around with fuckers?