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?