My ho and I had a similar conversation about the backdoor action. She said she was willing to try it if I was. That gave me a whole new perspective. I told her ok. When it was my turn to "catch", I told her I changed my mind, and I wasn't interested anymore. She didn't buy it, and vowed to get even. About a month later, I woke up with a severe hangover, and a strange feeling that hadn't been present after any of my day long benders. I rolled over on my back only to find that my drunk bieotch had lubed up my sand wedge with our KY, and snuck it in my fart locker. I just about impaled myself jumping out of bed, and cleared the nightstand of everything on the surface trying to yank my club out of my arse. I've been sleeping on my back ever since. I'm not sure if that answers your question or not, but since that day, I've enlisted the advice of Dre. - "you can't make a ho a housewife."