is for Boy Virgin.  While the characters in modern pornography are anything but defenseless in appearance, they are constantly whimpering and begging, their voices cracking and quavering as they make such beseeching entreaties as "stay away from me. . . please!", "n-nobody ever did this to m-me before," "I ne. . . never did no. . . nothing like this," and "you. . . r-raped me," all the while praying -- fruitlessly -- that their merciless assailant will be "too much of a gentleman to take advantage of the situation."  Modern pornography is plagued by the ploys of the big-bad-wolf syndrome. As unmitigatedly macho as these strapping, Tom of Finland giants are, they exhibit an inappropriate kind of false maidenliness, the frightened diffidence of bashful virgins who balk at the prospect of being ravished.  As soon as some big bad brute has the audacity to leer suggestively at them or make indelicate remarks about their imperiled virtue, they behave like damsels in distress roped to the railroad tracks.