The G-spot isn't exactly the GPS-spot. Navigation for it doesn't exist, and directions to its whereabouts are sketchy at best. A blindfolded wild goose chase pops to mind. It ranks right up there with looking for weapons of mass destruction in the Bermuda Triangle. The fact that this point of pleasure can be so elusive begs the question time and time again: Is the G-spot the gospel or simply gossip? A study set to be published in the Journal of Sexual Medicine suggests it's the latter.

According to a group of male scientists at Kings College London in the UK, the big ado is all for naught. They claim the 8th wonder of the world is a figment of the female imagination and that if a woman says she has a G-spot it's only because she thinks she has one. This conclusion is based on a questionnaire of more than 1,800 female twins aged 22 to 83. While more than half of the women laid claims to a G-spot, their twins had no knowledge of one in most cases. So could the G-spot, reported to be tucked away on the vagina's interior front wall, actually be just a sexual placebo effect?

Not so fast. First of all, both the discovery and dismissal of this female erogenous zone are the deeds of men. The notion of guys professing to know the female body better than women themselves gives sufficient reason to be skeptical of everything else that follows. It was 1950 when the idea of the G-spot, named after German scientist Ernst Gräfenberg, first surfaced. Fast-forward 60 years later and it's blokes from Britain who are claiming the response to this "so called" hedonistic hot button is mere sexual theater of the female mind.

One theory is it was initially introduced to further justify male penetration. But after years of frustration of not being able to be "Johnny on the spot," men now claim the damn thing doesn't even exist. One thing is true. There are many paths to pleasure, most of which are easier than this aforementioned orgasmic odyssey to this place known as the G-spot.