Here’s a funny story about a guy who decided to test the whole “ribbed for her pleasure” advertising claim. Notwithstanding his lady’s lukewarm enthusiasm for the experiment:

“Now get on your knees. I’ll have to enter you from behind, so you can’t see what I’m doing.”

“I can just close my eyes and picture Antonio Banderas as usual.”

“Ha ha.”

I had her on her knees, ass up in front of me, legs apart, and entryway poised at an angle of least resistance. Despite all the arguing, this was, and shall always be, a sight that quickly gets me… attentive. I rolled the first condom on, a ribbed one. I called out, as cold and clinical as I could, “This is Exhibit A.”