ABSTRACT
In the 20 years since I first began to identify as bisexual, I have heard us described in a number of different ways. We are really homosexual, but closeted. We are really heterosexual, but kinky. We are fence-sitters. We are vectors of disease to our straight wives or lesbian lovers. We are swingers. We are nonmonogamous, polyfidelitous, or promiscuous. We are prostitutes who are really lesbian, but have sex with men for money. We make love to the person, not the body. We are sexually adventurous, even sexually elite. We are openminded. We will fuck anything that moves.
