Now, I don't know if you have had any experience with pneumonia, Gentle Reader, but in the likely and fortunate event you have not, I can inform you that it will cause certain biological urges of a licentious nature to wither in much the same way that a snowman wilts under a flamethrower. Which is a damn shame.
Anyway, while I was miserable in bed and sleeping most of the day, zaiah started drawing on me with Magic Markers, and took a picture of the result with my iPhone.
Since then, it's become something of a standard part of our sex lives. She loves drawing on me, and I love being drawn on...and yes, it is sex. Many things other than the insertion of Tab A into Slot B are sex, legions of horny teenagers who've taken Purity Pledges but still want to get their funk on notwithstanding ("you mean if you do me in the ass I'll still be a virgin? Oh, okay then!").
I have quite a collection of iPhone photos now, which are all kinda fun and cheerful and which you can see if you don't mind looking at possibly not-safe-for-work images that might include some portion of my butt.