Letters to the Editor
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C'mon
She's doing it because she's romanticized one-night stands as an integral part of the hip, post-modern women's experience, much the way girls in the past would romanticize aspects of the traditional white wedding.
C'mon! This is light-hearted fictionalized biography a la Bridget Jones. She uses the idea of a hunt for a one-night stand as a device for telling some amusing tales, like giving herself to a Christian rapper who can't go all the way. This is more humor than autobiography, and no more historical than Chaucer's pilgrimage.
Compare the coy remarks about doing everything but with a back out and a neck out--which gives us a pretty good idea without going into too much anatomy with the grim reality of the best selling sex story of our time about a woman who can't get laid.
While the President continued talking on the phone (Ms. Lewinsky understood that the caller was a Member of Congress or a Senator), she performed oral sex on him. He finished his call, and, a moment later, told Ms. Lewinsky to stop. In her recollection: "I told him that I wanted . . . to complete that. And he said . . . that he needed to wait until he trusted me more. And then I think he made a joke . . . that he hadn't had that in a long time."
I guess most Salon readers would rather read Kenneth Starr or an instructional sex manual any day.