] I hate to admit it but, as many times as I have dry
] humped, I still don't know when it is coming. The
] situation is always the same: the lights are out, we're
] kissing, I am on top, starting to get into it and then -
] WHAM. Her legs turn into clamps and we're dry humping.
] There are honestly times when I've thought to myself: "It
] is going to take the Jaws of Life to get out of this."
] And then, before I know it, it's over. Most times, it
] isn't just the dry humping that ends; it is the hookup
] altogether. So I am left lying in bed exhausted,
] frustrated and sore - the latter two I wish to talk about
] in more detail.

For all the single guys.