WHEN KYLE ENTERED THE BEDROOM at 7 o'clock Betty's intestines tingled and became inflamed with passion. It was like a thorough ****-probe by a navy doctor. "Oh Kyle, if that's your real name, my romantic passion for you is so intense that I could rub the husks off a burlap sack of walnuts with my labials for you!" Betty intoned slavishly. "Of course my name's Kyle you dumb ****!" Kyle fired back uncaringly.