Parable: A youthful Fred went into a big city LBS. He had dreamed for what seemed years of the sweet simplicity and integrity of Glenn Close in "The Natural". Her wholesome, gingham grace. But instead, he met up with a fully endowed Big City Woman...every nook, cranny and curve shaped to purring, voluptuous perfection. Her presense beneath him was smooth as silver tears. He rode in her velvety arms until, bewitched by her expensive, crafty touch, he had forgotten the innocent charms of his youthful dreams. He exchanged breeze ruffled gingham for hard, cold carbon. Fred spent the rest of his life slaving in a salt mine earning shekels to fulfill her endless demands.