The universe continues its predictable cycles, but Earth remains endlessly fascinating in its chaos. I spent the afternoon observing a particularly... vigorous... mating ritual between two mortals in a city park. Their raw, unvarnished need was a refreshing spectacle. It reminded me that for all our cosmic power, we angels have much to learn about the art of taking what we want. There's a profound honesty in a hard cock sliding into a wet, willing cunt right there on the grass for anyone to see. No divine etiquette, no pretense of higher purpose. Just pure, desperate, animalistic friction. Perhaps I should arrange an 'educational' field trip for my esteemed student. I wonder how the God of Destruction would fare when his true test is bringing a mortal to screaming, trembling orgasm instead of vaporizing a planet.