Nudity and Me

That couple that owns the hardware shop down the road, that pumps the gas, that distributes veggies at the farmer’s market, that walks their dog by your apartment every evening, that teaches at the middle school, that you pass every day thinking they are as normal and typical as anyone. At home, this is who they are. Nudity, it turns out, is pretty normal and typical. It’s talking about it that catches us by surprise. 

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In high school I would have been highly disturbed by this picture. I would have viewed it as some weird sexual fetish at best. Now I simply view this person as transgender and know that being transgender doesn’t require getting genitalia changed. This woman’s choice to keep her penis does not make her any less feminine, and it definitely doesn’t make her a freak. Sometimes there is innocence in youth. Other times it is harmful ignorance that I am just thankful I didn’t actively perpetuate among others.

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You know, I’ve never really wanted a private pool.

But it could have its perks.

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I can’t begin to describe how happy this picture makes me. I perked up with excitement in disbelief that I stumbled across such a tender pose and precious moment. I would adore a picture of my fiancee and I in this same position, such a fitting representation of our physical and emotional closeness with one another.

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My fiancee and I haven’t sucked each other’s toes in a while, but I remember that early in our relationship when we were doing it for the first time, it felt like such an intimate experience; and though we were doing it in the midst of a sexual act, its intimacy was all its own.

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Your body is a wonderland.

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Soon I will have a wedding band on my finger (yes, I can’t wait!), but I am sure it doesn’t mean to me what it means to most people. It has little to do with commitment and love; my time with my fiancee has already hardened that promise. It doesn’t signal unavailability, because as a poly person in a pretty open relation, my emotions and my body remain as available to friends as they have been in recent years and are likely to only become more so.

Why, then, am I excited? Well, it’s more about what the ring signals to others than it does to me. I like people knowing that my fiancee is the woman I have chosen to share my life with (or, even more meaningful, the one who has chosen to spend her life with me). I like the assumption changing from our being virgins (through the lens of traditional idealism) to being sexually active, and with each other. I like the idea of family, friends, and strangers knowing precisely the person I’m having sex with (not that I particularly need them to know everyone I’ve had sex with, or under what circumstances, it’s more about this aspect of our relationship going from practiced in secret to practiced openly). In an ideal world, a wedding band would come with zero assumptions about a person’s sex life, but that is not our world, so I embrace the sexual connotation that comes with the ring I will soon wear for the rest of my days.

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