arranging a woman's labia like the petals of a flower; adding the hand of Man to Nature's beauty
Lover 1: Was there, for you, any special moment last night?
Lover 2: Yes - my moment of flower arranging; seeing your cunt at its most beautiful, then kissing your flower like your lips in your face.
Lover 1: Wonderful for me too.
Sonja: Where did Mary go? Has she been in her room all afternoon? Does she have a test to study for?
Carla: No. She's in there Arranging the Drapes.
Sonja: Ohhhhhhh! Mmmmmm that's hawt! I think I will go Paddle the Canoe myself. She ya about 30.