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very enjoyable process of sharing for most of the<br />

couples that tried it.<br />

Threesomes and Foursomes in Bed. Finally, the pet name<br />

bestows an identity upon the genitals: They seem to have a<br />

personality independent from the owner: 11<br />

Pet names do add to the intimacy of the relationship.<br />

It’s as if they take on personalities all their own.<br />

~<br />

Since then, Me Too [her husband’s penis] has his<br />

own personality and really adds to our sexual<br />

relationship with each other.<br />

and at the same time diffuse his anxiety through humor. Lawrence’s<br />

Mellors illustrates this:<br />

The man looked down in silence at the tense<br />

phallus, that did not change. – “Ay!” he said at<br />

last, in a little voice, “Ay ma lad! tha’art thee right<br />

enough. Yi, the mun rear they head! Theer on thy<br />

own, eh? An’ ta’es no count o’ nob’dy! Tha ma’es<br />

nowt o’ me, John Thomas. Art boss? Of me? Eh<br />

well, tha’art more cocky than me, an’that says<br />

less. John Thomas! Does want her? Dost want my<br />

lady Jane?... Tell Lady Jane tha wants cunt, John<br />

Thomas.... 16<br />

Much popular writing about sex and psychology describes<br />

the alienation and love/hate relationship men sometimes<br />

have with their penises. A hard-on in the subway that won’t<br />

go away. An erection that collapses despite a hot date. As<br />

one men’s lib book puts it, “He curses his<br />

penis for not performing, as he sweats and<br />

strains and informs his partner that he really<br />

wants to, even though something is wrong<br />

with it.” 12 And a veteran of the gender wars<br />

recapitulates a skirmish:<br />

My penis: I don’t want to get turned on here. This<br />

bed is not safe for me.<br />

People talk like this in real life, too:<br />

Little Willy—he talked about Little Willy as being<br />

a separate entity totally. He was standing up at<br />

“My penis is attracted to certain<br />

types [of women], falls in love, but<br />

these women and I never get along.”<br />

attention wanting Little Joanie.... [T]he most<br />

interesting thing [was that] he hated to have<br />

anyone call him Willy. His name was Bill.... [But] so<br />

far as his penis was concerned, he adored it.<br />

My mind: Shut up! Perform! Don’t let me down!...<br />

You’re humiliating me in front of Rosalie! 13<br />

A Playboy journalist writing about the penis quotes a man she<br />

interviewed:<br />

“My penis is attracted to certain types [of women],<br />

falls in love, but these women and I never get<br />

along.” [This man] is annoyed by, but affectionate<br />

towards his member, which he thinks is extremely<br />

demanding. 14<br />

Not that man vs. penis is new. As early as 426 CE, Saint Augustine<br />

wrote:<br />

[A man] could wish that, just as all his other<br />

members obey his reason in the performance<br />

of their appointed tasks, so that organs of<br />

parenthood, too, might, too, function in obedience<br />

to the orders of will and not be excited by the<br />

ardors of lust.... [But] sometimes their lust is most<br />

importunate when they least desire it; at other<br />

times the feelings fail them when they crave them<br />

most, their bodies remaining frigid when lust is<br />

blazing in their souls. 15<br />

A man having some of these feelings who gives a pet name<br />

to his penis can thereby wash his hands of what “it” does<br />

~<br />

My guess is, I first heard this from my father—this<br />

would have been around 1958 or ‘59,... after my<br />

mother stopped coming to the cabin [a vacation<br />

fishing cabin], and it was at a time when, as a<br />

regular occurrence, he would drink approximately<br />

a fifth of Governor’s Club a day. During the week<br />

he wouldn’t drink at all,... but in the weekends,<br />

he’d really lay into it. But this was up at the cabin...<br />

probably on the Saturday night of opening day<br />

[of trout season] I can remember vividly. He was<br />

drunker than a warthog. He was railing and ranting<br />

around...sing[ing] his songs, play[ing] his record<br />

player. And I remember the song in particular that<br />

he would play and still plays to this day, is “I Took<br />

My Organ to the Party, but Nobody Asked Me to<br />

Play.”<br />

And having played this song over and over again<br />

about 25 times, it came time when he had to<br />

relieve himself...and I had to relieve myself at the<br />

same time. I can remember being fairly sober at<br />

the time—this is too vivid a memory for me to have<br />

been too drunk. But we get out on the porch and<br />

he’s saying, “Oh, what a wonderful time we’re<br />

JOHN THOMAS, LADY JANE, AND LITTLE ELVIS 279

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