Sometimes I think men don't want a woman, but the impossibility itself. What's forbidden always seems more delicious. Prohibition makes everything more vivid: thoughts, breathing, anticipation. When you're close but not theirs, there's something almost sacred about it. They want touch, but more than that, permission. Want to drive a man crazy? Don't give him what he wants. Smile, but don't get close. Look—and then turn away. Let his mind create the scene where he's in charge, but in reality, you're in control. Because true arousal isn't the body, it's anticipation.