Tracy Quan

I fought the law

First Randy's tender touch, then the lawyer's lawyerly one: Things are getting complicated.

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Wednesday, October 13

His voice was hard to ignore — the same voice I dealt with on
the phone, this summer. As Winters — or was it one of his
underlings? — walked away, Randy was all over me: “That creep was
lurking in reception — I tried to warn you!” He looked me up and
down with insolent approval, adding softly, “Where’ve you been?
Engaged yet?”

“Please just tell me,” I begged him. “Did he ask you any more
questions?”

“Not today.”

I lowered my voice. “He’s a special agent with the Treasury
Department. Be careful.”

Randy shrugged. “So? I’ve got nothing to hide — and where does he
get off bothering you?”

“It’s a long story,” I said, “and I’m late for the hairdresser. But
please be careful. I know he doesn’t scare YOU but I don’t want you
to be — to be hurt.” My explanation ended on a lame note as I
groped for the right words.

Actually, I don’t want Randy dragged in to Winters’ investigation
because, if he finds out … well, I wouldn’t want Randy telling his
buddies that he got free sex from a call girl — namely me! He’s so
young and unpredictable … Despite my reservations, I lingered over
a pseudo-chaste goodbye kiss, my lips pressed against Randy’s
cheek.

“I’m not engaged,” I whispered. “Can’t you tell?” His hand
closed tenderly around my upper arm. He breathed the words “I’ll call
you” into my ear and I sped off for my hair appointment at
Renato’s, my heart fluttering with a mixture of fear and
excited desire.

Randy’s touch revived my body’s short-term memory. As the taxi
headed west, I couldn’t ignore all those recalled sensations — but
the shock of confronting Winters hit me when we got delayed on
East 77th Street. Wedged between an obstinate delivery van and a
diagonal Mercedes, I thought: what a perfect metaphor for my love
life.

And what was that insidious remark about my boyfriend supposed to
mean? Does Tom Winters really have any idea who my boyfriend is? Was he
talking about Randy? Or Matt? Did Allison tell Winters all about
Matt? Will I have to choose between answering questions about
her or admitting my secret to Matt? And what do I owe her, at
this point — when someone rats on you, does that change the rules?

I’ve been in such a panic over Allison’s threats that I haven’t
allowed myself to face the obvious — the terrible silence of
losing a best friend. I was relieved when the cab started moving
again.

Thursday, October 14

At Jasmine’s insistence, I’ve made an appointment with the
notorious Barry Horowitz. “Remember that bad-ass nerd who tried to
blow up the A Train? Barry was his attorney,” she said with a
definite air of self-importance. “When Tom Winters finds out you’re
represented by the lawyer for the A-Train Bomber, he’ll think
twice about bothering you in your own neighborhood.”

“How do you know Barry Horowitz?” I was impressed with her breezy familiarity.

“Barry’s known me since high school,” she boasted. “He got me out
of jail.” A legal skeleton in Jasmine’s closet! Jasmine
maintains she’s led a life not exactly free of crime but free of
detection, even as a young drug dealer.

“You got arrested?” I tried to hide my surprise.

“Only once,” she said darkly. “In front of Madison Square Garden
for ticket scalping — when I was 16. I lied to the cops about my
age because I wanted to be tried as an adult — but Barry talked me
out of it. And helped me to finesse the whole thing with my dad.
So I don’t have a record. Of course, he’s graduated to bigger and
better criminals since then.”

As if I didn’t know — he’s constantly in the news defending the
rich and the dangerously alienated. “Great,” I said. “What if I run
into one of his sociopaths in the waiting room? And how much have
you told him about me?”

“Just go talk to him,” Jasmine urged me. “I told him you were mixed
up with April Ford and with Anabel Weston’s Web site –”

I was mortified. “I am NOT mixed up with the Web site madam. I
don’t even know that woman! Why did you tell him THAT?”

“For someone who’s such a snob,” Jasmine opined, “you manage to get
yourself into some rather tacky situations. It was you –
not me — who got herself totally mixed up with April and she was
working for Anabel. Stop looking at me like that. Barry doesn’t think you
were advertising on the Web. But why should you care what he thinks
of you, anyway? You’re paying him.” Jasmine was shaking her
head in disbelief.

Friday, October 15

The receptionist at Horowitz, Kaplan — a round-faced Asian guy
with an impeccable goatee — gave me a curious look when I showed
up for my appointment wearing large black sunglasses and a pleated
Hermes scarf looped around my head.

Horowitz ushered me into his office and
gently closed the door. Trim to the point of boyish, with salt-and-pepper eyebrows, he was smaller than I had expected, with
a pointy, playful face.

“The Park Avenue Babushka look is over!” he chided me. “You need
to get out of your East Side girl ghetto and check out what people
are wearing downtown. The purpose of camouflage is to make you blend in,” he added,
pulling out a chair for me. “The only place you blend in is at an
Episcopalian funeral.”

I removed my sunglasses and peered at the period movie posters on
the wall behind his desk. “I know what the purpose of camouflage
is,” I curtly replied. I shook my hair free from the scarf while he
gazed back amiably, fingers steepled together and elbows planted on
the desk. His green and red striped suspenders did not exactly
blend in.

“I thought I might be followed here and I didn’t want to
be recognized,” I added. “Do you know what happened to me the other
day?” I told him about the chilling encounter outside of the gym:
“‘It’s not a crime to lie to your boyfriend but it’s a crime to lie to us.’
Why did he say that? How does he know I lie to my boyfriend? Could
he be tapping my phone?”

Barry scowled. “Unlikely. He probably doesn’t even know if you
have a boyfriend. Did you answer him?”

“No! I was too stunned.”

“Good. Title 18 USC Section 1001,”
he recited: “‘It’s a crime to lie to a federal agent.’ Relax, you
haven’t been interviewed by this guy
yet. So, you haven’t lied to him. And what does your
boyfriend think you do for a living, if I might ask?” He leaned
back in his
chair.

“Um — well, at one point, I was supposed to be working for a
caterer. Now I’m supposed to be a freelance copy editor. But I may
have led him to believe …” Barry was steepling his fingers again.
I paused, feeling absurdly like an amateur criminal. “Well, he
led himself to believe that I don’t really have to work for a
living. My cousin, who introduced us — her dad’s worth millions –
and my boyfriend doesn’t seem to realize I’m the poor
relation! Neither does my cousin, for that matter. She’s very
unmaterialistic.”

“Wouldn’t it be funny,” Barry mused, “if your boyfriend was really
after you for your nonexistent money?”

I was tempted to smack him. “Is that really relevant?” I said
sharply. “Let’s talk about something else, OK? My best friend is
threatening to turn me in for trying to sell her client book. And
she’s being audited by — did Jasmine tell you about Tom Winters?
And I tried to sell her book to someone you’ve heard about. April
Ford. And April’s the common element –” in more ways than one –
“whenever Winters talks to anyone I know. It’s really scaring me.”

“Winters is a notorious freak,” he explained. “He’s trying to turn
all these civil audits into something sexy for the criminal
division. But why were you trying to sell someone else’s book?
Whose idea was that?”

I balked at first — it seems weird to discuss an intimate
piece of Girl Business with a guy. Then I remembered he was not
just any guy. I am, as Jasmine points out, paying him to get me out of
trouble. “Mine,” I admitted. “She wanted me to throw it away, and I
couldn’t.”

“So you were trying to make money off your pal?”

“No!” I protested. Then I told him the whole sorry tale … how
Allison decided to quit the business by joining Prostitutes
Anonymous, how April met with us both to discuss buying Allison’s
book, how Allison obtained money from April and never delivered the
book … and now the latest: “I didn’t even want a cut of the money
– but she thinks that just proves I was trying to set her up!”

“And now you wish you’d thrown the fucking thing away,” he said
with a weary sigh. “Sounds like April was wired when you ladies
were lunching. That question about the out-of-towners — you really
walked into that. Out-of-state johns — that’s the kind of
thing Winters goes looking for. Federal charges! You know about
April Ford’s lawsuit?”

“Against Anabel Weston? Sure,” I said.

“Right, well, who doesn’t follow the National Enquirer when there’s
a good lesbian hooker scandal?” He smirked.

I rolled my eyes. “Well, how did she get Anthea Walgreen to
represent her, anyway? Walgreen’s a big-name attorney.”

“Oh, that’s Classic Anthea,” Barry said dismissively. “The
frivolous face of feminism. But Anthea’s out of her depth because
this time her client is a much bigger bimbo than she is. April’s
going to ruin Anthea’s reputation. If I have anything to do with
it,” he added with an annoying smile. “You know what? I’d love to
represent Anabel Weston.”

“Why? She told the press she was broke — she probably can’t afford
you.”

“Because she’s crazy. That Web site was incredible! Auctioning off
sex acts to the highest bidder, ” he chuckled. “I like
representing crazy people. You, I’m not so sure about —
you might be too normal for me. And I probably can’t represent
Anabel if your case gets mixed up with hers.”

“I have nothing to do with Anabel,” I insisted.

“Yeah, but Winters is trying to connect the dots — this is how
he spends his days. Hmmm, maybe a joint defense agreement,”
he said. “If you put me in touch with Anabel, I might give you
a discount. Well, if you’re not too much of a pain in the neck,
I might even represent you for free.”

“Are you serious? What’s this really about?”

“I want to be on Court TV! Anthea has all these great TV
connections. If we go up against each other, it’ll be the
Walgreen-Horowitz Abuse Hour. The neo-pig vs. the bimbo feminist
– East Coast beats West Coast into a psychic pulp.” He smiled
happily. “I am not just in this for the money, after all.”

I was appalled. “Well, I don’t know Anabel,” I informed him
crisply. “I had no idea who she was until I read about her in the Post. We
run in very different circles.”

“That’s what Jasmine told me, but a guy can always hope,” he sighed.

Flirting with danger?

I'm frustrated with my husband's low sex drive, but should I cheat on him with a man who has a wife and a girlfriend?

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Dear Tracy,

I’ve been married for more than 15 years. My husband’s sex drive has diminished to zip. He’s been to the doctor and except for possibly having low testosterone, there’s nothing physically wrong with him. He says that he is attracted to me but nothing happens. I’ve tried living with this and masturbating but it’s not the same. I thought if I lost a lot of weight that this might make a difference but again, to no avail. I care a lot about him and love him, but I know that I’m not in love with him. He is a good man (who splits the housework, etc.). No kids on my end.

Recently I began flirting with someone from work. We went out for drinks and he revealed that he has a girlfriend and a wife. He’s attracted to me (we made out pretty extensively), but he says that he will probably not sleep with me. (The reasons range from he has no time to he’ll be too attracted to me to he is a bad man to I’ll be too attracted to him.) The other odd thing was that although we have been flirting like crazy, we really don’t know each other, and in the middle of all of these confessions on his part, he said the L-word. (I was skeptical about this.)

It was really frustrating because I went with this for physical relief and came home hot and bothered (I had no birth control, which is why we stopped short for the most part, I’m convinced). Now I’m on birth control pills (and plan on using condoms) and I’d like to pursue this. Am I insane to cheat on my husband with this guy who says he is a bad man and cheats on his wife and girlfriend? Should I use this guy for physical release or should I pursue this as a relationship or something else entirely?

Sexual Camel

Dear Sexual Camel,

If you cheat on a guy who is passively unfaithful with another who is actively so, you will certainly be dispensing poetic justice.

You may be surprised that I refer to your husband as unfaithful. What else can we call a person who withdraws completely from the sexual aspect of marriage? This too is a form of betrayal.

If you have no kids, why stay married? So he can do his share of the housework? It’s no surprise that you are drawn to a scenario almost worthy of a Jerry Springer show, when the best thing you can say about your husband is that he’s a virtuous person who picks up after himself.

The quiet desperation in your marriage is driving you toward outrageous situations you would flee from if you were single. A situation that might seem frightening or foolish to a single woman can be amusing, intriguing — even convenient — for a married gal.

But beware — marital misery can turn people into clichés. Meeting your illicit lover in a dark sleazy bar or a tacky motel (theorizing that you won’t run into anyone you know) seems so original! Invoking the L-word to justify a fling also feels unique — at the time. But your cheating colleague’s use of the L-word is not a real sin. He is adding emotional spice to the stew. If you were both single his unserious use of the word might pose a moral problem, but here it’s different: The word carries less weight and comes with no obligations — other than the obligation to be affectionate or attentive — and can be enjoyed without fear. It may add some pleasure, too, because plain sex is not, for most of us, as exciting as sex spiked with love. Even married cheaters need some love with their sex.

But — if you have sex with this man, you should only do it once. Twice at the most. And what if you really enjoy it? Do you want to be embroiled in the circus of infidelity?

You do?

Well, there are pros and cons to cheating with this type of man. On the plus side, being a third woman in a man’s life is better than being his neglected wife. Meanwhile, the second woman wishes he would leave the first — something he does not do as often as he says he will. The third woman can enjoy him for what he is without bitterness, without illusions. (We don’t have to theorize about girlfriend No. 4, because most men can’t handle more than three — if that.)

Here’s the downside: The chance of your affair being detected is doubled. It’s always smart to avoid a man who is viewed as the claim of another woman. It’s not worth having the evil eye glaring at your cute little ass for the rest of your socially active days, never knowing when some deeply furious wife, mistress or girlfriend will strike. Or how. In this case, you may have the enmity of two such ladies to contend with.

We’ve all heard about those ominous phone calls: “I think you should know that my husband is sleeping with your wife.” If your husband gets a phone call like that, the nice man who shares the housework might turn out to be a vindictive ex who doesn’t want to share anything. (Yes, he pulled out of the sexual relationship first, but he can still feel betrayed when you step out.) A safer bet is a fling with a single guy who is not entangled with a potentially jealous partner.

Can you have affairs without being discovered? Only if you have what it takes: a passionate appetite that complements a logical, empathic mind. Always try to imagine what you would be thinking, feeling or noticing — if you were your spouse. Many women (and men) are too sloppy and selfish to manage an affair. The smart adulteress makes her husband feel desirable. She keeps having sex with him — or trying to, even if he’s not really up to the job.

If you want your affair to be discovered because it will end your marriage, I advise you to rethink your exit. It’s a dangerous game because a hurt spouse can be vengeful. By all means let him be the one who asks for a divorce, but not in connection with your extramarital sex life. Give him another reason to leave. It is much saner to keep your affairs close to your heart and under your belt, while you choreograph a civilized departure.

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Two virgins

We are both in our 20s and virgins. What should I consider before making love for the first time?

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Dear Tracy,

I am a 22-year-old guy. I studied abroad in Australia a year ago, and in the last month I was there I fell in love with a girl who lived near me. We spent nearly every waking moment of the time I had left there together. Since I have left, we have spent quite a large sum of dollars, words, and moments staying in touch with, and getting to know each other.

She is coming here for three weeks for Christmas. She has never seen snow or really known winter. She has never been to the U.S. or Canada, and I am taking her to Toronto, Boston, New York and Washington while she is here. But it is another first that worries me. I am a virgin. As a matter of fact, this is the first and only girl that I have ever even kissed. The only way I can explain it is that my parents had me in an all-male Catholic middle and high school, and I am very shy. Shy, and totally petrified now of the idea of making love. I obviously want to, and we have talked about it, though the talk was less about the pleasure of it and more on the protection and safety measures. Though we are both shy people, I think that we are both ready and there will never be a better or more romantic way, time, place, or person. Plus, I think she may be the one. To make matters more complicated, though perhaps a bit better, she is a virgin as well. So, it is something we are going through together.

I hear the first time described as being painful and awkward for a girl. She is very shy and I am not sure that, even as close as we are, she is going to be able to really tell me, or know, what I should do to make it as pleasurable an experience as possible for her. I know how in general the entire process is supposed to go. But, I am an engineering student at heart, and was hoping for some expert advice; tangible things that I can do, and steps I can take, to try to make it the first time that she deserves.

Please, I would appreciate any advice that you can give. If you could go back in time, and make some suggestions to the guy who you shared your first time with, what would you say? What would you have done differently or kept the same? Please, help me to make this experience the one I know it can be. We have waited so long for it that we deserve it, that she deserves it, to be special.

First Time

Dear First Time,

Wow. I feel your anticipation. There is nothing I would change about my first time — except, perhaps, the size of our bed. Maybe — and it’s a big maybe — I would have lost my virginity on a queen-size mattress instead of a single. But teenagers can be excused for having sex in slightly childlike or raffish surroundings.

Since you are not a teenager and you have both waited so long for this to happen, I recommend a big comfy bed in a place that makes her feel pampered and safe. (Intuition tells me that a woman who waits this long will appreciate nice bedding.) By “pampered” I don’t mean that she must lose her virginity at a four star ski resort — but you should find a pleasant, clean, private space that feels happy. You can experiment with outré locations later on!

Don’t worry too much about making the first time perfect. First time sex is important for emotional reasons and, if the feelings are right, the next time and the time after (and so on) will continue to get better. This probably is not the raunchiest sex you will have with her, but that’s OK because you want her to feel cared for. It’s better to risk being too nice to a woman having sex for the first time. This doesn’t mean you have to be an altar boy the next time you get into bed. As you get to know each other, she might want you to be rakish or aggressive. You can vary this approach and surprise her a little. It’s this element of change and surprise that makes a woman feel that she is being made love to by a knowing partner.

Sex isn’t about making a big first impression and then settling into a routine. It’s about pleasure that grows more complex with each new encounter — but don’t feel compelled to try 20 different positions. If you find a mutual turn-on, return to it and see what happens.

What I would not change about my first time is the use of birth control and a consequent build-up to intercourse, which happened a few weeks after I made the decision. Planning your first experience is commendable. More people should!

Is your contraception method compatible with first-time intercourse? If she’s using a diaphragm she might spend more time fumbling than she really wants to on that first night. The Pill plus a condom is a popular and smart choice, for the Pill is not entirely foolproof, especially in the hands of a newbie.

If you intend to use a condom — and you should — don’t wait until the first time you have sex to find out what it feels like. Buy a box and try them on. Read the instructions. Twice. Many people fail to do this even once. You can do all this in total privacy. Get familiar with the sensation, the process, of putting it on. Learn about techniques for removal and possible shortcomings. Some men find out during sex that they need a larger condom because they didn’t have enough sense to try it on first! Start with a normal size and, if this feels too tight, try other brands in the XL and XXL range. You’d be surprised how many sexually experienced people have awkward sex because they didn’t think of this beforehand. A more experienced woman might carry three different sizes in her makeup bag — just in case — but your girlfriend is not likely to think of this.

Buy a bottle of good lubricant — a liquid variety like Astroglide or KY, not a tube of gel. These newer liquids are as essential to sex as water is to a plant. Practice applying it to the outside while you wear the condom. You can also use a lubricant to put the condom on, another neat trick you can start learning before, not during sex. Of course, you will find out when you bed her how much lubricant is too much or not enough but you can start getting a feel for it now. If all this preparation results in an orgasm, enjoy it!

By playing around with the ingredients — condoms and lube — on your own, you can be the slightly more experienced one, which will put her at ease. Since you’re an engineer, some of this comes naturally and you’ll start noticing little things that need fixing or dealing with. Engineers, by the way, are often good at the details of pleasure because they aren’t afraid to apply their formal training to intimate situations.

First-time sex can be painful for a woman and additional lubrication can reduce her discomfort. Have a bottle open and ready next to your bed. You don’t want to stop in the middle of kissing her earlobes or going down on her to extricate a KY bottle from its wrapping. In fact, you sometimes need a pair of small scissors to get the wrapping off. So do that before — and make sure the condoms are also ready. Some of us slip our supplies under the pillow when nobody’s looking.

If she’s in pain the first time you have intercourse — despite generous amounts of lubricant — premature ejaculation is more than diplomatic. The awkwardness of first intercourse is real but overstated because first-time intercourse can be rather brief! To reduce discomfort when a man enters her for the first time, she can breathe slowly through her mouth into her abdomen. This is a relaxation technique for body and mind, used by non-virgins when challenged by a man’s size or ardor.

Use a barrier (condom or diaphragm) to protect her cervix from exposure — even if you’re a virgin and unlikely to harbor an STD. Get into this healthy habit up front, not later — no woman should expose her cervix during intercourse unless she is planning to get pregnant. Birth control is something you should discuss openly to prevent misunderstandings — coyness has a role to play but not here. Find out how she feels about accidental pregnancy. Do not assume that she feels as you do. Two people, deeply attracted to each other, can disagree profoundly about things like pregnancy, abortion and marriage.

I sometimes think the world is divided into people who plan their first encounter and people for whom it happens like magic. For those who don’t plan there is often lots of passion, spontaneous emotion — and the risk of an STD or pregnancy. Sometimes, there is conflict, reluctance or guilt. For the planner, first sex is often safer and free of guilt, but less likely to feature fireworks.

So, if a premiere performance is more friendly than passionate, don’t worry — the passions experienced by a sexual planner are probably more intense and may also be more lasting.

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Wanting more

I've given myself pleasure, but orgasms during intercourse with a man I love are elusive to me, even after 13 years of marriage and a lover.

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Dear Tracy,

I’m not inorgasmic but I have never had an orgasm during sex/intercourse with a man.

I have always enjoyed “pleasuring myself,” which I learned to do very young. I think I must have started masturbating intentionally when I was about 3. So the parts work, and I can rule that out as my problem.

And it’s not that I’m gay, and am deluding myself. I know I’m straight. I did all the required experimenting and anguishing over it back in college. Not a dyke. So I am making these attempts at orgasm with the correct gender for me.

I am in reasonable — not great — shape. I don’t have any problems bending and twisting into the normally requisite sex pretzels.

I’ve been married to my husband for 13 years. The sex was terrific when we got together and persisted terrifically — but with no orgasms for me. Then about six years ago he lost interest in sex. Two years ago, I handled that problem by taking a lover.

My lover is amazing in bed. The chemistry is mind-bending. He’s a devotee of long foreplay, making out, oral/genital stimulation, etc., but still I can’t orgasm when we are having sex!

What am I doing wrong? All I want is the chance to come at some point during a lovemaking session with the man I love. I don’t believe in or care about the myth of the simultaneous orgasm. I don’t expect multiples since I can’t even get there once right now. Are there techniques, tricks, workarounds I might not know about? Do you have any suggestions for relaxation techniques, or mental exercises that might work?

Or should I just give it up, have my orgasms alone, and be content with the pleasure (and, oh boy, there is pleasure!) that I get from sex that only results in an orgasm for him?

Want More

Dear Want More,

In real life as in fiction, women are intrigued — sometimes quite secretly — by this question. In Colette’s short novel “The Innocent Libertine,” a turn-of-the-last-century adulteress searches for pleasure she can’t define — but knows it when she sees it. In “Four Blondes,” Candace Bushnell describes a smug modern blonde who doesn’t believe women can really come during intercourse. A character in Mary McCarthy’s novel “The Group” is told by her lover that she’s unusual because she does come this way. And then, of course, there’s “Sleeping Beauty,” which could be a metaphor for your situation. Everything from the fanciful to the bitchy has been said, I suspect, about this topic. How much of it is true?

Is it the way we’re built, individually? Just a question of anatomy? Some women swear by specific positions: I have a friend who is convinced that being on top during intercourse is the key because of the way she’s designed. But then she wonders if it might be “because it happened the first time that way, so now I don’t trust any other position.”

But maybe it’s the man we’re with? The special chemistry between two lovers? I know more than one woman who switched partners because having an orgasm during intercourse made her feel that she was finally in bed with Mr. Right. I also know a woman who prolonged a relationship with Mr. Wrong because her partner possessed this special ability. She saw it as his ability, not hers, and that’s what she has in common with women who identify their partners as Mr. Right. These women cede the ability to a man, acknowledging that it makes them less self-sufficient. That’s a troublesome feeling for some women and it might be a desire for self-control that stops pleasure from turning orgasmic during intercourse. Then again, there might be a really good reason for holding back — perhaps your body is reacting to something your heart knows about a particular man.

I have a friend who insists she can come this way with any man if she simply deprives herself of satisfaction for long enough. “It has nothing to do with meeting Mr. Right,” she assures me. “It’s all about timing and where you are in your life.” She discovered this when she was living with a man who deprived her of sex. “It was awful and I felt miserably rejected. When I started having an affair, I was so starved for physical contact that it just happened — for the first time — with my outside partner. So the awful thing turned out to be a blessing in disguise because I finally knew what it was to be desperate for sex. The satisfaction was intense but that doesn’t mean my lover was Mr. Right. He was just there at the right time. You can simulate desperation if you stop masturbating.” And sometimes she does that, even now.

I’m actually a member of the Mr. Right school of thought (though I also believe some women are destined to have many Mr. Rights while others will probably meet just one). But my friend has a point: Sometimes, masturbation gives us too much control of our own pleasure, and we don’t let the body follow its mysterious, unstated agenda. I can hear the uproar! “Masturbation is a boon to womanhood! We have to find out how our bodies work!” That’s true. But masturbation is easy for you and for many women, which makes it readily available. There is something enticing about the pleasure that can only be given by a sex partner, experienced by chance, withheld and offered. It’s like a really delicious meal cooked by someone else — and you’re not sure what all the ingredients are, even though you are yourself a very accomplished cook.

So why does it happen to some women the very first time they have sex (as it did with another friend of mine at 16) and why do some women get there over a period of time by experimenting with different lovers? (This particular friend was beset with teen guilt after that orgasmic debut and she has not had orgasms during intercourse since then, despite a long list of bed partners.) Why do some women yearn for this kind of orgasm, while others simply don’t care — they’re happy to have one and the “how” of it doesn’t matter. Maybe you’re trying too hard — trying to will some feeling into existence that wants to surprise you. And maybe your body would like to acquire more experience. What’s to prevent you from supplementing this affair with additional companionship?

On a practical level, an orgasm during intercourse is probably different from the orgasms you give yourself — if you’re comparing the sensations of intercourse with the sensations of masturbation, you might even have an orgasm without recognizing it. The best “plan” is to have as many different orgasms as you can — whether from oral and manual sex or with various toys. Just getting used to a variety of orgasms is a first step to overcoming the notion that you “can’t” come this way — or you “only come” that way. I hear too many women and men insisting that they are limited to one kind of orgasm, as if their bodies have fixed and finite abilities. We can always learn new things about our bodies. Your body has a past (which you know about) and a future, which is mysterious. Who knows what may happen to it next? The orgasm you sometimes dream about is likely to occur when you don’t expect it to.

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I like dresses!

I've been a straight cross-dresser my whole life, but how many women will accept this about me?

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I like dresses!

Dear Tracy,

I have cross-dressed all my life. I am not gay, nor am I interested in experimenting. I was married for 18 years and hid my dressing for about 10. My (then) wife sort of accepted the fetish and even bought me clothing on occasion. We divorced when she found another man to be more interesting, and despite all her promises to keep my secret, everything came out in court.

I’ve been alone now for about 10 years, and the desire to cross-dress comes and goes, but I really would like a woman in my life.

What percentage of women might accept my fetish for what it is? How do I bring up the subject before either of us has some sort of emotional commitment to a relationship that might not work?

Likes Dresses

Dear Likes Dresses,

Flirt, don’t blurt!

I don’t think it’s very romantic or sexy to provide a prospective love match with a list of your erotic likes, dislikes and fetishes. You want sparks to fly or at least flutter during the buildup of discovering each other. Is a fetish one part of your personality that gets expressed in this process? Or is it an oddly shaped room in the attic of your house that needs pointing out to a prospective buyer?

Listing all your needs and fantasies in a personal ad, or at the beginning of a relationship, is probably efficient, but the other day I saw an ad placed by a girl who’s looking for a guy who will play with her hair while they’re kissing, and all I could think was, “How do you enjoy having your hair played with under such a contrived circumstance? Isn’t that sort of thing supposed to happen by accident?” Ditto for a million other physical and emotional discoveries that turn sex and dating into a lovely diversion.

I do not like to think that sexual compatibility in the context of love can be prearranged. But you do have to be realistic. If you have a taste for something not taken for granted by the local culture, it is probably wise to do the math. The chances that you’ll meet someone who likes an eccentric, refined pleasure aren’t as great as the chances of meeting someone who likes to hold hands at the movies. But if you harbor a kink that happens to be in vogue, you’re in luck because, like all other fashions, a sexual fad persuades many people to try something on for size. When something “strange” becomes a fad, a certain number will sample it just once while others discover a taste for something new. As it happens, cross-dressing men have become trendy — so the math is working for you in some respects. Ten years ago, women were not as familiar with male cross-dressing, but now it’s all around us.

The erotic buzz a woman can get from a cross-dressing guy may come as a surprise. And the more style and poise you have, the more appealing you will be. So it’s not a question of percentage — you can’t seriously think there’s a way to measure the number of women who go for this, can you? I prefer to ask, What percentage of cross-dressing men have a clue about what they’re doing, aesthetically? It’s a question of quality versus quantity. If you are among the elite number who has that special something when dressed like a gal, you are ahead of the game, and that’s more important than knowing how many women are willing to play. (That inane math stuff again!) Style can trump circumstance.

Do I seem to skirt the issue? Well, the thing is, you have a hobby or pleasure that not every woman will relate to and you need to avoid the sort who will run shrieking from the room. I think you need to include in your dating plans not just women who already know they like cross-dressing but women who might get into it because they’re turned on by you. I have noticed that effective cross-dressing men possess a twinkle in the eye and a flirtatious, playful intelligence that can be quite seductive.

It’s not about finding a woman who merely “accepts” cross-dressing. You don’t want a partner who looks at your cross-dressing as a “lie back and think of England” ritual that she tolerates. It’s about meeting a woman who likes you, is turned on by you — and you just happen to be a cross-dresser. You’re also looking for a woman who is open to new experiences and pleasures. Now you could, conceivably, hook up with a narrow personality who happens to be turned on by cross-dressing. Nothing wrong with that up to a point, but she might have little else in common with you. You need to have more in common to have a lasting interest in each other. If you make a fetish of your fetish and reduce your romantic needs to that alone, you risk settling for less than you deserve.

You could run a classified that defines you as a cross-dressing straight guy right upfront, or you can hint at the issue by mentioning favorite books, performers, movies and boutiques associated with cross-dressing. For example, if you advertise that you’re a man seeking a woman for a relationship and you’re a RuPaul fan, you’re saying a lot right there without being blunt. I prefer this imaginative approach — as opposed to presenting yourself as a person with a menu of needs — and you can use it in any conversation with a new girlfriend as a way to break the ice.

There is too much confession and not enough conversation in this world! Get into the habit of discussing your kinky secret without being personal. Your fetish is not just a personal issue — it’s a cultural phenomenon. Rather than blurt out, “By the way, I’m into cross-dressing. Can you handle it?” you might talk about the history of cross-dressing, the dating mores of female geishas and male kabuki performers, a new book that you saw (such as Miss Vera’s “Cross Dress for Success”) or the winner of this year’s Turner Prize — a potter, husband and father, Grayson Perry is also known for his cross-dressing skill. If you take up the subject of Perry, focus on how convincing he looks in a white dress, not how strange he might seem. Through conversation, you will soon find out how open or closed a woman’s mind is. Then you can decide whether — and when — to reveal your own interest. She might surprise you by knowing a few things about cross-dressing herself. Think of it as constructive flirting.

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I love my wife, but …

We don't have enough sex, so I'm considering going to a prostitute. How do I deal with the guilt?

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Dear Tracy,

I have been married for going on two decades now. Three kids (one out of the house), solid marriage, good sex. When we have it. Which is, of course, the problem.

It is a cliché to say “I love my wife.” But the fact is, I do love my wife. A lot. We’ve been through a lot together, we enjoy being together, and we’re a great team. But even though I’m past 40, I have a pretty active libido, and she quite frankly doesn’t. Add that to the fact that the kids suck up a lot of time, and I have a lot of frustration.

I don’t want to have an affair. For one thing, I don’t want to mislead another woman into thinking I would ever leave my wife, because I just won’t. I don’t want to. What I do want is to have sex a lot more frequently than I am having it, and I want to experience somebody new. I want that first excitement that comes from undressing a new person for the first time (or even 20th — it doesn’t wear off all that quickly). What kind of clothes they wear, their underwear, how they kiss, how they smell, what gives them pleasure. While my youth certainly didn’t rival Casanova’s, I was fairly active, and this lengthy period of inactivity is difficult.

I would be racked with guilt should I arrange a meeting with a call girl, but the very fact that I’m even thinking about it is a sign of something. Also, I am a little intimidated by the whole “call girl” scene; I wouldn’t have any idea how to contact one. (I certainly don’t want to call a random ad!) How would I know which ones are reputable vs. the ones that are more marginal, and so on. (And how can I go to bed with a woman that I can’t kiss? That seems so odd to me.)

If you have any insight, I’d love to hear it.

Frustrated but Faithful

Dear Frustrated,

Going to bed with a woman you “can’t kiss” seems odd? Well, sex with a prostitute is supposed to be “odd” — different, anyway, from married sex, romantic sex, procreational sex, affair sex and many other forms of sex. Commercial sex has its own logic, rhythm and language.

Sex with a woman you want to kiss can be very enticing even if it does not yield a kiss — the first, second or 20th time. If you’re attracted to a woman and turned on by the prospect of seeing her, that’s what matters. Who knows? Maybe, if you get to know her, she will make an exception and, eventually, kiss you. But be prepared, when paying for sex, to play by different “rules” — think of marriage or dating as chess and prostitution as backgammon. You might do things with a prostitute that you never do with other women while things you do with other women are not always part of sex with a prostitute. For that matter, many prostitutes will try things with customers that they won’t even broach with their boyfriends or husbands. Prostitutes and their customers inhabit a separate erotic zone.

Alas, there are serious risks attached to cruising for a paid sexual encounter in the United States whether you search the streets, the classified ads or the Web. The majority of advertisers are probably genuine but you could be answering an ad placed by a very industrious vice cop. Police departments have been known to sponsor phony bordellos and escort agencies in order to find victims for their customer stings. You could also be the unwitting target of a scam artist who steals your money. The safest way to pay for sex in the United States is within the walls of a legal brothel in Nevada. OK, this is not to everybody’s taste and Nevada is not always convenient — but it’s legal. Outside the United States, Holland and Senegal are two countries where prostitution is legalized; others are Germany, Curaçao, Greece and parts of Australia.

You say you would be racked by guilt yet you’re still curious about commercial sex. If you decide to go through with this, you must be careful not to inflict your ambivalence on a sex worker. If you talk too much about your guilt or your marriage, it may spook her. Many prostitutes are sentimental creatures who like to make their customers happy. Even if you endure your pleasure in a guilt-ridden funk, you should let her feel good about what she’s doing. If you pay for sex, try to be the kind of customer prostitutes look forward to seeing.

Keep in mind, if you were arrested for patronizing a prostitute, it might be discovered by your wife, and it would probably upset her. And in some cities the police will disclose the arrest to your employer. Guilt can make a man “want” to get caught or punished without realizing it. Some people may think that guilt is just part of the deal when you pay for sex. Not me. I think guilt is a twisted form of resentment. I’m not convinced that you are ready for the sexual adventure you contemplate. Try to work through this guilt or at least get a handle on what it means. Unexamined guilt can be hurtful and dangerous.

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