He and his girlfriend have a tempestuous romance, he says.
Apropos of which, the Sturm to his Drag interrupts us to have a smoke, and Grazy gallantly follows her outside. 'I don't like her to stand outside alone,' he says.
Though it's hard to see how his presence would help her. What's she gonna say: 'Don't bother me, or my cross-dressing boyfriend will beat you up with his handbag'?
On my right is Angelika, a university student euphemized as a BBW (Big Beautiful Woman) in online parlance.
'This is my first time here,' she says. 'I usually go to another group—the SM Youth.'
I splutter into my beer. 'The what?'
'The SM Youth: for people aged sixteen to twenty-six.'
Ah, sweet sixteen and never been whipped.
Well, this is awkward: a teen fashion label has the same name |
'Gosh,' I wonder. 'If you start with S&M at sixteen, where do you go from there?'
'I dunno. I guess they'll find out as they get older.'
For the most part, she tells me, the monthly SM Youth meetings deal with issues like exams… moving house… how to make a bondage chair that converts into a coffee table… and how to build a torture cage from wood to keep the cost down—y'know, questions we all grapple with at one point or another.
Angelika's writing her thesis on intergender studies at the University of Graz, where both Sacher-Masoch and Krafft-Ebing taught.
'Did you have to read Psychopathia Sexualis for your paper?'
'No—the university didn't have it in the library. At least, I don't think they did. I think I looked it up. I can't remember. I know one thing, though: if I wrote something on SM, it would definitely get published. SM's huge now. When I was growing up, you hardly saw it. But shows like CSI, Law and Order and NCIS often have SM characters—usually the baddies—but you never saw that on Colombo.'
'Or Hawaii Five-O,' I add. 'Spank 'em, Danno!'
She smiles politely; clearly, I'm too old for the SM Youth.
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