He came too soon. Then, he didn’t come at all. Finally, he came on time.
First, sex was confusing. And then it was slow and painstaking. And eventually, it was fun.
Great sex was like enlightenment, I catch glimpses of it from time to time. But sex is also like pizza, and there’s no bad pizza. And finally, sex is like wine; it gets better with age (unless it turns to vinegar).