There exists a moment when during the chaos and immersion in reproduction that intellect becomes passive, set aside and sexuality suppressed in the face of nurturing others. This narrative drawing begins at a time before procreation, as presented in the foreground, where the hand is tenaciously gripping the virginal white lace. Adjacent to the lace, the glasses lay abandoned, the hand underneath resting and uninvolved. The middle ground is complex with seeds of reproductively nested in the vessel of squash. The position of the feet and knees implies an opening, an offering, except for the barrier of panty hose. The feet appear to confront writhing, black lace where the seeds of a different and mysterious eroticism seem to be in the future.