Marie is part of the "college girls" category, but this is as far as the truth stretches; the picture beside her sex chat persona is a voluptuous, sultry brunette. The reality is a petite and softly-spoken blonde who seems as far removed from an insatiable, risque vixen as you can get.

The sad truth is that both writers at National Review and The Nation share an idealized, fairy-tale conception sex -- though, of course, the details differ -- along with a ruthless impulse to shame and stigmatize the men and women who deviate from their scripts.

I think that I should be able to wear whatever the hell I want without being labeled as a slut. This idea that men cannot control their impulses is archaic and offensive.