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One of the Devil’s Panties strips that Jennie did was this one. The strip idea came from a true story I’d told her. When Jon and I first started dating, I would braid his hair while wet, so when it dried it was this amazing fall of strawberry-blonde waves around his shoulders like a soft, pettable foam.

Picture all that lovely hair fanned out around his shoulders, with his back to a restaurant entrance, so that all you could see was the hair from the back. The booth had to be tall enough to hide the width of his shoulders, but when the hair was all you’d see, the straight guys would hit the door and get that “look” in their eyes, some even had that cocky little smile. Then they’d stride around where they could see his face, with the mustache and beard. Their reactions were everything from disappointment, to shock, to disgust, to anger. They never talked to Jon, maybe because I was looking at them, watching them too closely, and with a woman looking up at them, they had to walk away. It took me awhile to figure out why they were so upset. Some of them seemed to feel that being attracted to Jon, even thinking he was a girl, somehow threatened their sexual orientation. Somehow just being attracted to a man for any reason was a threat? I don’t really get that, but there’s a reason you’ll find a lot more women who will be a little opportunistically bisexual, and much fewer men. Women just don’t have the hang up about “seeing” another woman as attractive.  Okay, some women do, but most are much more comfortable with it, men not so much. Shame really I like an open-minded man, but there is something deeply cultural about straight men being attracted to another man, and their reaction to it. Jon doesn’t have the hang-up, me either.  Some people are just pretty no matter what’s under the pants. We did the whole hair down to there scenario by accident the first two times, but I admit to doing it on purpose a couple of times after that, because I just found the men’s reactions fascinating. Some of them were really bothered by the whole situation. I accept the fact that it bothers them, but I honestly don’t understand why, and there’s just a little too much of the scientist in me, I have to see if the experiment can be duplicated, and the results the same. Empirically proven that my husband’s hair is a guy attractant.  Interesting.