Why men are like heroin (part 1)

When I was in middle school (or was it elementary..? I was quite precocious), I would always wonder, "How do guys think? What do they think about?" And I got my answer from GoogleSearch: Sex. Their penis. Playing around with women. Cars. Food.
Of course, now that I'm in college and more mature I finally know the answer.
Sex.

That's it. Only one thing. One little thing that lingers in their brain, whether they're students, mechanics, librarians, American, Antarctican, Martian... you get my drift. I know how it feels reading those articles on men and what they like (trust me, I've probably read GoogleSearch till page 100) and then reflecting on these dirty, pervy, obnoxious, annoying creatures (of course, that's a pot-me-calling the kettle black).

Nevertheless, we think they're sexy and oh so delicious.... or just sweet and cute...
So what IS it about them?

Sight
Mhm hm hm. Those sinful blue eyes, that so, well-defined, chiseled face, those nice curved lips, such gorgeous tousled hair, pecs... and... a 200-pack?!?! *rips off clothes* Come take me now!

People and scientists say that a way to a man's heart is through his stomach. Well, if that is true, a way to a girl's heart is through her expensive, Louis Vutton bag and Ferragamo shoes.... that you bought for her.
Just kiddin'!

Although I prefer a man who can support me and my sophisticated taste (drifting, filet mignons, and horseback riding, anyone?) there are many... actually, most, girls not inherently golddiggers that love a man who isn't necessarily loaded (in the wallet, i mean... although having a big oomph in the loooove department gets bonus points!). Instead, they'd prefer good looks over buying them expensive stuff... which I guess, is materialistic in its own way, but still good.
But how exactly did "sexy" men come about?

God created Adam and Eve, but the Devil created Rafael, Vincent, Dominic, Francisco, Xypher, Julian, and Kyrian. Maybe a Bob.

Anyway, to tempt women out of their chastity (and the arms of boring society), they seduced and reproduced. Continuously. It's been a couple milleniums, and their kind is scattered across the universe. They're no longer so visible with their rakish good looks, cloaks, black boots, and an occasional vampire fang, but they're in all men (well, except those who descended from Adam). That twinkle in that skinny stick's eyes, that sexy smile on that jerk's lips, that twist of the wrist of that homeless guy who just stole your purse.... But, the ones descended from Adam are quite obvious: they're few, but they're the guys who just can't. get. anyone. maybe Adam had one ball instead of two. maybe he couldn't get to Eve fast enough before Rafael did. maybe his apple went sour (giggle).

Speaking of sour apples, next is our topic of "Taste"....