The ass appreciation I understand, but her rubbing her face on her six pack I do not. Actually, the fixation with six packs is kind of lost on me now that I mostly have one. Like...it's just all hard down there, and I kind of bruise easily if someone (my brother) pokes me hard enough in it. Luckily, I still have my ass, but anyone? Can you explain what is appealing about snuggling at our meat concrete??