In the puff-prose on my website I advertise myself as satisfying a certain niche fetish: that of a girlish woman. Now, you’ll be quick to say: that’s not for you. You’re no pervert. But, make no mistake, I have my customers. Like this one. A jurist. Criminal law. But when I write about my clients, it’s not to gossip. I do so only with good reason. I wanted to share this story so as to demonstrate something. Expose a hidden reality – not just gratify sordid voyeurism.
“But what if married men come to you?” the radio host asked me in a rigid tone. “Is that okay for you?”
There’s the eroticism in marriage, and there’s the eroticism of marriage. The eroticism of marriage is adultery.