Honey? Hmmmmm.

In the spirit of romance:

I have doen what I pleased, so that every bit of exual impulse in me has expressed itself,” H.G. Wells

H.G. Wells

 wrote in his autobiography.  A staunch advocate of “free love,” Wells cheated on both wives, claiming at one point that he had the “right” to do so with impunity.  (It’s unclear whether he believed this “right” belonged to his wives as well.)  Such brazen horndogging didn’t seem to scare off too many paramours.  Wells remained a veritable babe magnet well into his seventies.  One lover attributed his erotic prowess to the fact that his body gave off an irresistible honey-like aroma.

H(erbert) G(eorge) Wells is big, again, right now with the popularity of steam punk.  His stuff, after Jules Verne, is probably the most stylized science fiction out there. 

Of course, there’s not a lot of romance in his stuff, but I found it very intriguing that he was described as smelling like honey.  Interesting.  I looked him up on Google images and I don’t see it, but then Google doesn’t have a smell option so I’m not getting hit by the full force of his charisma.  I’m just going to have to take them on their word.