  Spent the weekend away, in the snow, sitting the ass of various couches (as an aside, there is nothing funnier than watching your 100+ pd. dog sink in a snowbank) and had a conversation with my friend Heather that made me think. We were talking about how people tend to tell me all their weird sexual issues/concerns/predilections/etc. Heather's comment was that people just *tell* me things, as though I have some secret power that compels people to tell me about their fascination with women's panties. When I asked why, she was unsure. I guess that, on some level, there is some truth in her statement.
But I think that has a lot more to do with my interest in sex than it is in my secret Freudian skills. What I think I communicate to people in some way is that I am pretty much non-judgemental about sex. As long as you are consensual, then the sky's the limit. Think it feels sexy to play roles? Fist? Have group sex?
Fuck in a bar bathroom? Fuck on the bar? Great! I want to know all the fun details. And maybe that is part of why I am fascinated with sex. I love that people can engage in an act that can bring them so much enjoyment and that their pleasure is so individualized.
One man's golden shower is another lady's spanking. I love that people change around sex to meet so many different needs. It is comforting, dangerous, intimate, powerful and gets a lot of people through their crappy, mind-numbing lives. And that isn't to say that I think loving sex means that I love having it all the time. I certainly go through periods where my gears can't seem to mesh right. I can't get where I need to be to give myself up to sex.
But I still remain fascinated by it. As I get older, I am far more facsinated by the power of sex and the dance people do to get there. When people talk to me about their sex lives, I love hearing about the "point A to point B" component. "So you were at the bar and did you just get in his car or did he flat out ask you to come home with him? " "Did she just pull you into the women's restroom to hump in the handicapped stall? " "Did she call you back afterwards?
" "Who had the dildo? " That kind of stuff. And its *all* interesting. Even the stories from people who have humped their monogamous partner for 20 years. How do they enjoy it? How has it changed?
I guess the take home message from this pro-sex post is that life is pretty dull. Having judgements about how people have sex just makes your world smaller. I think that everyone should dig deep into the world around them and see how it ticks. It certainly makes my day better. 
