This reminds me of the time my family and I went to our local austronomy center for a tour. The guide started off quite nice, with a neat demonstration of gravitational force and a quick look at star constellations. Later on, we received a new instructor for explanation on our earth and moon. He was quite attractive, hence why my daughter “accidentally” bent over in her thigh length jeggies in front of him, carelessly placed his hands on her bossoms, and went missing with him during our tour of the solar system. Here, we had a hot-head of a instructor explain each of the “9″ planets; including properties as well as shape. He spent a lot of time on Venus and Uranus, but still mentioned Pluto as a planet, which greatly upset my wife, an astrophysicist. They got into a heated argument over the subject and my family and I were eventually asked to leave. That night my wife and I had the raunchiest sex we’d ever had had. It was a good day.