oh, i can go on for days without end, my love. and he's being fickle - his affections are obviously negotiable. you'll have to jump in quick, though, as my offer of cake may well be withdrawn, if i get bored... 
Cake? OK!
Cake!
for you, darl', i could be patisserie city...
anyway, the best euphemisms i've come across are the tantric and taoist words and phrases. i mean, who could resist saying they wanted "Mist of the Mountains of Wu"?
(if someone ever said that to me, they'd never be able to have sex with me, cos i'd be so hysterical i'd rupture everything).
