"Girls, I need you," he repeats, his voice growing more urgent. He's not looking for conversation or companionship, not in the conventional sense. He's after something more primal, more carnal. He wants to feel the heat of a woman's breath on his neck, to hear the soft moans that escape her lips as he touches her in just the right places. He wants to lose himself in the rhythm of bodies moving together, to forget his loneliness in the throes of passion.