06-29-00
One day, I was having lunch with my friend Anaïs, when we started to discuss our particular sexual peccadillos. Now, her sexual history is a colorful and interesting canvas of experience that far, far overshadows anything I had ever, or probably will ever do. It's not like I'm some kind of temple virgin, mind you, I mean I do live next door to hookers, but wow! Anyways, at some point we got around to discussing that which we like and do not like, but since this is a story about her, I won't go into my particular kinks (plus my immediate family will probably see this, and I don't need them all giving me funny looks over the holidays). Anaïs' kinks, on the other hand, are completely fair game. And what a game that is!
She is a great fan of all things sexual, and that's all well and good; to paraphrase a scene from Spartacus, she likes the oysters and the snails. But her most favorite activity in the bedroom is decidedly Greek in nature. I can't honestly get more specific than that and maintain any semblance of prudish girlie-ness. Besides, the fact that so many of you like the porn, I'm sure you completely understand.
So, today I felt compelled to poll all the men and women I know regarding this bedroom activity, and every single person responded that they think that Anaïs is crazy. Of course, this is also God-fearing Iowa, so you never know for sure. I myself am neither attracted nor repulsed by the idea, but then I'm a well-known flake, unable to commit anything more serious than what to have for lunch.
