Friday, March 02, 2007


I sat with two women friends last night while they swapped stories about trimming their pubic hair. That is the second time in the last year I have been a little fly on the wall listening to that kind of conversation. I wonder if I should read something into it, but I can’t.

I was not titillated. I felt rather remote even though I have imagined their pubic areas many times. I felt like a little boy. Hmm?


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