Well, how it is? How is that when one obtains something hotter than the sun (a reference to a "sex goddess"), one doesn't risk actually dying from it when confronted with the beautifully euphoric option of touching, squeezing one another while, at the same time, within the confines of your very interactions, the mere amount of erotic energy could power a small town? How does one go about estimating the possibility (and the risk) of this exciting little bubble actually bursting on your tense ass amidst all of the wonders of the fruits of life (when they're touching so fast and hard as if life depended on it)?

So, to sum it up, how does one go about approximating said environment's likelihood of transforming, from having had survivable surroundings in terms of stimuli, into a place in which the likes of your very, physical self struggle to the extremes just to try to hinder the imminent blowing up of your innards as a result of your own body fluids crossing the paths and pipes of your system at truly remarkable speeds?

Please help me! 

Thanks! 

yours, /keepin'-on-knockin'-looife (yes, I'm from New Zealand) Eddie