Closeting is a vestige of a different age. These days, all pronouns and appellations of all inclinations walk around unselfconsciously in most venues. Many people are still doubtlessly afraid of their desires. Several recent memoirs like one by a pseudonymous author entitled The Incest Diary are difficult to read. But let's get back to garden variety paraphilia. What guy hasn't gone through a stage when he hasn't wanted to try on lingerie? Sure your typical all American Joe will be too busy watching baseball. However if you're not interested in watching sports on TV, it's likely you've imagined the delicious humiliation of being discovered in flagrante? Why not create one night a week when everyone in the house let's loose? Strap-ons, leather chaps with no bottoms welcomed. One caveat. Shame is an aphrodisiac. If you're too liberal and no one feels they're transgressing, you're losing part of the fun. Even if you suspected your hubby was a sissy, its important to display the requisite amount of surprise and even outrage in the face of naughtiness.
read Mark Segal in The East Hampton Star on Hallie Cohen's "Mi Ricordo"
and listen to "Borderline"by Madonna
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