Yasser gestured to a parking lot across from the shopping center, explaining that after midnight it would be “full of men picking up men.” These days, he said, “you see gay people everywhere.” Yasser turned onto a side street, then braked suddenly. He wasn’t worried about the gay-themed nature of his tour—he didn’t want to be caught alone with a woman.“Oh shit, it’s a checkpoint,” he said, inclining his head toward some traffic cops in brown uniforms. I rummaged through my purse, realizing that I’d left my passport in the hotel for safekeeping. As he resumed his narration, I recalled something he had told me earlier.That way everyone can talk in private and try to understand each others’ thoughts and feelings. I also want to remind you of the dangers your husband is exposing you to by having sex with prostitutes.
She’s a straight-talker, her voice is flat and strong, and only in brief moments do you get a sense of the benevolence behind her stoic, no-bullshit facade.
You want to have sex with other men, but somehow, you are not gay. I’m done with trying to convince our relatives, our children, our pastor, my mother that you’re gay.
Or a brave straight guy whose evil wife wants revenge and says he’s gay.
But, after hearing countless stories just like my own, I’ve realized that my story is just one in a very important discussion we all need to be having about the “new normal” in love, sexuality, and identity. Half of all marriages end in divorce, of the country is finding love or sex through dating sites and apps, and almost half of the states in the U. Without any rules to follow, people are creating lives that feel right to them.
I’ve received e-mails from gay men who fell in love with and married women.