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a skeleton key to male sexual attraction circuits." Addressing, the group more generally, "Your wives do not look like her. Yet every one of you would be on her in a second. I'd like to hear Seth's take on this, but he's not.." "Good timing, here he comes," Osten interrupted. "What's he got, a surf board?" Actually, it was bigger. About six foot tall, but eight inches deep, it seemed to be some sort of light box. For X-rays? You see them in movie houses, but this one was narrower. Seth was meandering his way with this monolith on a hand truck, in past the curious who were getting up to follow him. Mary just sat with her mouth agape as Seth strung an extension cord to a wall outlet and lit up the life size, fold free, staple mark free, walnut framed high definition photographic rear lit August beauty, Nora. Nora blazing colorfully naked before them. There was mass silence for about three minutes. Mary was trying to come to grips with this when Larry Osten, with a glint, asked, "Who actually bought that, Seth. That cost a bundle, I bet." "My mother." All the eyeballs were now bouncing from the lit phantasm to Seth to her breasts, to Seth, to her hips to Seth, like a crowd at a tennis match. "I was very shy. I didn't bring any girls home. Mom was worried. This was her way of jump starting me." A group, "Annnnnnnnd?" "Man, one night staring at this, I was so horny, I wanted to hump every girl in my class." "Annnnnnnnnnd?" "I did OK," sheepishly hiding a devilish smile as Mary Richards went face down on the table with her arms folded over her head, "Oooooooooh Unnnnnnnnnnngh..."