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I think the truth is that you are somewhat jealous of Shapiro’s sexual prowess or more likely, jealous of his wife. She probably told somebody you know that she’s twitching in the bed for a half hour every night after sex with Ben during which time, brushing her arm against the bed sheets send her back into a string of orgasms in her state of heightened sensitivity. You have problems achieving a single orgasm and have never experienced anything like that. You want to but you can’t, so you lash out at the man who has what you could never dream to have, yourself…