Dear Dr. Bawdy,
I love it when my husband plays with my clit — especially when he can find it. But last week, he suddenly stopped doing it. When I asked him why, he said that he was a follower of your dictum, "If you can’t say it, you can't do it." …And darned, if he can’t find the words to describe what he's doing. When I asked him why that was, he simply grinned and said, "I just can't put my finger on it." Is that some kind of joke or something?
Dear Strokeless,
Humor is in the eye of the beholder, and, in this case, it's tucked away deep in the creases of his mind. Being the last word on the subject, it is incumbent on me to come up with something, so let me propose "Tickle me Elmo." Or "Touch and Glow."
If these phrases don't suit his fancy, and yours too, I suggest taking up a different recreational activity, perhaps anal sex where the object under consideration is more easily visible and accessible, and hence more easily named.
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