French Letters?

I have to smile, this French letter thing never fails to make me smile, just as if I were a 15 year old boy feeling really smug about his first shag avec the french letter. And yet I have never even handled a French letter, let alone given it a trial. Too messy. Yet again some of the most beautiful things in love are messy. Birth is messy, at least that is how it looks on the Discovery Channel. The only birth I have seen is when my cat produced four beautiful kittens, and no it wasn't at all messy. But then cats are clean creatures. Another messy thing, making love, that is if you're not doing it with a clean freak, with whom I wouldn't even bother anyway. How can you really feel the earth tremor if you're more concerned with being totally clean, as in tyring to clear up the tell-tale signs immediately? And I smile some more. I was educated in Convent School, and with that comes them nuns. I wonder why one specific nun was intent of reading all the letters of St. Paul (?) in French. So intent was she, that she told us students too, only thing was she announced that she was reading French letters. And I wonder why she didn't figure out why we 15 year olds, mostly all already deflowered, were grinning like the silliest cartoon character you can find. Or maybe she was just playing stupid. Stupide in her case. While a lot of us actually had the French letters in their schoolbag wallet. Why does a girl take french letters to school with her? To show them around like a trophy? Well maybe. The thing with French letters is the less you have, the more of a trophy it is. Or pour nous who didn't even bother and risked a lot, the trophy actually was that we never even had them. Ze messier Ze better.