I have always been both enamored with, and amused by, the female gender of our species. There is a sense of mystery about them. They have learned to deliver such mixed messages – signals that only another female can decode – that they leave the male gender confused, in doubt, unsure and oft-frustrated, but wonderfully puzzled. Yes, females are wonderful creatures. Soft, yet tough. Conquerable, yet resilient. Feisty, yet gentle. But, men, never forget: there is a part of a woman, a component of what makes them female, that is decidedly fragile. It is a part of them that is delicate. It is with this component that you must handle with care.