The book afterglow is the final resting place for many unmeasureable meaningful memories in the art of making love. All events share equal status, no matter the length or depth. There is not one event holding higher regard or of more importance than another. If it were not so, the art of making love would be lopsided. The kiss of a tit, the touch of a twat, the popping of a prune, or the licking of a cunt, or with the overwhelming...