He had the sexual appetite of a rabbit and he even looked a bit long in the tooth. Course his ears were oversize and a bit pointed at the tips like a Vulcan's.

He'd come into work on a Monday and have us in stitches telling us all about his weekends. Seems for the pages his wife wouldn't consider in the Kama Sutra he found someone who would. And he'd give us every detail. Man, that guy. Those damned pointed ears. Those stories about what those women would do for him.

It got kind of tiresome after a while.