Okay, you know those dipsticks you use to check the oil level in your car? Well, keep that in mind as I explain this post.

Seeing as I have to do a lot of walking now as I recover from DVT (and if you don't know what that is, read my other posts *wink*) I do these said walks around the local walking track at the park. Many times I come across young couples sharing their affection for one another. It's so sweet.

But...the one thing I have noticed is the way young men kiss these days. It looks to me as though the poor girl is getting raped with his tongue, her head back, arms splayed, and if they're standing, knees bent so that it looks as though she been rendered unconscious as he performs on her. To me it not only looks like he's giving her a full tonsillectomy, but (and this is where the dipstick thing I mentioned earlier comes into play) it also looks to me as though he's checking out what she's had for breakfast, too. Perhaps he's hungry.

I then ask myself, what happened to kissing? What happened to gentle touches of the lips? The pucker type kiss, the giggles, the smiles and the wanting eyes? And whatever happened to the real 'french kiss' where touching tongues was a delight not a procedure.

Oh well, perhaps I'm showing my age.