My queer friend Terry was forever teasing me about his effortless sexual exploits. As a bisexual woman who leaned more toward the ladies, I wasn’t terribly envious about his gay cock-tales. But I was jealous about how he could quickly find sex partners of the anonymous variety just about anywhere and anytime.

He implied woman-on-woman relations took longer to develop, involved intermediary steps and were generally more labor intensive.

OK, maybe he had a point. When I thought back on my own sexual history, it seemed I could get a guy in bed with little more than a few flirtatious words. My female lovers, on the other hand — well, yeah, there hadn’t been a whole lot of the wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am kind of sex.

I brooded on this. I knew Terry wasn’t deliberately being a jerk to... Read More