In spite of the Playboyish title, Dan Greenburg comes on much more modestly -- with some of the unheroic charm of Simon Garfunkel's schnook trying awfully hard to acquire the carnal knowledge which seems to come less painfully and more pleasurably to everyone else. Wearing glasses, with ""dumb"" brown hair, and his teeth showing up in the wrong places, Greenburg -- even with the help of Dr. Chesser's Love Without Fear -- never managed to score before he was a mature 22. This reviews some of those less than peak encounters with a professional (left him limp), a fifteen year-old Jennifer (made him sick to his stomach), and another pretty delinquent teenager who, along with her effulgently available mother, took him for seven hundred dollars and a Minox. Finally after 15 years of dating, there was his first real live-in girl, Bonnie, whom he thought of marrying, almost did, and fortunately didn't. Without trying too hard (he has in the past) Dan Greenburg has written an open, likable and genuinely funny book which also serves as a reminder to many of us of a time in our lives when we were all more or less miscast.