In reading the thread entitled "My Journey" I had to chuckle at the post made by F4UCorsair, as he recalled his mother opening his mail and finding catfighting material -- only to hand it over to him with a rather nonchalant comment. I assume that most of us have tried to keep this thing of ours a secret for a variety of reasons, and have met with overall success. Despite taking CIA-like precautions, I have been outed three times in my long life.
The first was by my father, and I was probably 16 or 17. He was doing termite extermination and repair work in my closet and apparently discovered my well-hidden two scrapbooks and two magazines entitled "Girl Wrestling." Nothing was said, but I found the books in a different place than the cubby hole where they had been hidden. I can blame that one on the damn termites.
The second time was by my former business partner, who like F4UCorsair's mother, opened a package that I had sent to our place of business. He figured that it must be porn if I was having it sent there, so he felt comfortable opening and watching it. It didn't bother me much because he was far more obsessed with sex and porn than I, so I just rolled with. He told me that he thought the mudwrestling was boring.
The last time was by my wife -- and after decades of marriage. I was perusing Barb's site one afternoon, but got distracted by either the telephone or doorbell. Then I forgot that I had been online. When she went online the next morning, there was the "Combative Women's Website" on the computer. After she recovered from the initial shock, she rationalized that this was probably somewhat normal for red blooded male, and despite chiding me in a good natured manner, accepted it. There's more to the story, but I won't bore you with it again.
Any other stories?
