Dear Dr. Lovemonkey,
This is not actually my story, but the story of a good friend from college. He has been quite successful in life, amassing quite a bit of money and property over the years. He's been involved with a woman for almost two years, and they are seriously discussing marriage. They had talked about marriage before, in more conceptual terms, and she had agreed with my friend that a pre-nuptial agreement would be reasonable and acceptable. Now she is backing off, even though he has offered a very generous amount that will protect her handsomely in the event of his death. She claims that any pre-nup would limit her rights to contest the will and open the door for members of my family to make claims. She keeps talking about the "sanctity of marriage," but her inflexibility on this issue confuses and vexes me. She has now put the marriage on standstill because of this issue. What do you think?In Love Yet Confused
Dear In,
Dr. Lovemonkey has four words for your friend: "Paul and Heather McCartney." His potential wife (and let's use that word potential in the loosest possible way) is either a harridan or receiving marital counseling from a Joan Collins manqué. Perhaps Dr. Lovemonkey is all wet and she is a lovely but highly misunderstood person, but I seriously doubt it. Tell your friend to lose this money-grubber and to try to grab a date with Carmen Electra, Pamela Anderson, or Paris Hilton. They seem to be really fun party girls who do not, to my knowledge, need of your friend's cash.
Double-edged words
Dear Dr. Lovemonkey,
I am a 29-year-old woman who has been involved in a very good and positive relationship with a young man for three years. When I was in my late teens and early twenties, I kept regular diaries. These diaries contain what one might call "steamy scenes" of action and desire. I would hate for these to be seen by my significant other, let alone my immediate family, potential children, etc. On the other hand, I have a certain amount of attachment to these musings and a sense that they may be of some vague value in the future. At times, I get the notion to build a big bonfire and burn them all up. While I may not be the happy hooker, I'm not Adolf Hitler, either. What should I do to protect both my privacy and my private thoughts?
Nervous Diarist
Dear Nervous,
It would seem to Dr. Lovemonkey that there is a whole lot of space between Xaviera Hollander and the Fuhrer, and between you, me, and that vast majority of humanity. But forget about these philosophical musings. On a more useful note, there are these things called "safe deposit boxes." They have them at banks and other secure institutions. You might want to look into one of these to stow your steamy memoirs.
Idee fixee
Dear Dr. Lovemonkey,
I am a committed lesbian who is completely sexually satisfied when I have sex with women, and I have never had satisfactory sex with men. But when I masturbate, the only thing that really gets me off is a male image. Is there something wrong with me? Am I really a lesbian? What do you think is going on here?
Worried in Warwick
