Myrrdin walks into my room differently than usual. She makes a dejected impression, whereas she always seems so cheerful otherwise. After she settles on my couch, I ask how things have gone since our last conversation. Then she begins her story…
“Well, last time we talked about sexual fantasies, remember?” I nod. “Then you said it might be fun if I shared some of mine with my husband, and he shared some of his with me.” After an encouraging smile, I ask, “And … how did that go?” Mirth appears on Myrrdin’s face. “Well, he thought it was an exciting idea right away. So we really made a moment of it. I told him a little bit first and then he did as well. That was actually a lot of fun, but…” She sighes deeply. “Then I asked what porn he watches sometimes. He never wanted to share anything about that, but the atmosphere was so open that he then told me that he likes… watching gay porn!” She puts both her hands on her chest and repeats it again, but more forcefully, “GAYPORN! Can you believe that?”
“Okay… and then what hapened?” I ask as calmly as possible. “Well, of course the whole atmosphere was ruined right away. I really would have preferred not to know this.” The dejected attitude, which I also saw so clearly at the beginning of our session, slowly returned.