Hey, never said I was judging you. As long as both parties are willing I don't have any reason to pick shit with you over your preferences.

[ She offers the pile of discarded layers a withering glance. ]

But you've really thought this all through.. should I blame your frustrations for why you never ended up finding a cure for the rest of us sad, sniffing fucks? Figures, men are shit at multi-tasking no matter what universe you're in.