If one is going to be lectured for the better part of an hour about pecker inadequacy, only to discover that dear old mom is the root cause of our problem roots, the least they can do is have a mouth-watering babe deliver the bad news. Forget it. With his Buffalo Bill haircut and strap-on horn-rimmed specs, the very appearance of ancient ol' Dr. Herb Seal squelches any stirring of the wood that the fabulous boxcover model — who, needless to say, does not appear within — may have caused. I've seen ventriloquist dummies with more personality than Herb, and that was after they were packed away in a suitcase.

Bait and switch aside, Mastering Ejaculatory Control might be summed up with a terse "ditto" to every complaint launched against Female Orgasm. Maybe that's because they're almost identical — virtually the last half of this companion is a direct lift from its predecessor. (Or is it the classic chicken and the ovum argument?). Once again, RN Norma Wilcox and her bearded partner repeat their cloying consolations, check out each other's packages as if it were a FDA inspection for tainted meat, and eventually make love with all the fervor of a fraying hook rug. I'd like to meet the man who can raise his muscle to this sight.

Speaking of muscle, that's all the vid really boils down to: something called the PCG, which, with proper exercise, develops into a powerful tool to delay orgasm. So save the rental dollars on this vid, and the next time you're standing in line at the bank, clench your ass as if it was about to be strip searched by a Federal Agent looking for smuggled cocaine. When you can crush a Slim Jim with your asshole you may be able to face your female partner without crying over spilt milk.