Well, back in the sixties, something or other. It occurred to me. That is, "Pan was a god of fertility, of ecstasy, of wild male passions." But, you know, shy people, are.....shy.
Plus I got caught in the act by my mum once, around sixteen or seventeen. With a girl. Woman. Young lady. Actually, I like the word Jezebel. I think that's it, the source of myriad problems, including stock trading.
It's hard to run from your mother, in panic, with your pants down. It's not very chivalrous, either, but, you know, panic is panic. (Speaking of Pan.) |
