Pony Tail

A friend of mine has been obsessed for several weeks now with some disconcerting images she witnessed on a show on the WE Network, "The Secret Lives of Women." As I am not personally familiar with the show (having a penis, I don't really care about the inner thoughts of women), I only have the friend's play-by-play, but evidently the episode she saw dealt with fetishes. Specifically, it focused on the fetish of couples who like to play pony.


As I understand it, the kink goes like this: a person will dress up in leather pony garb (sometimes even including a horse's head) and trot around while the other half of the couple rides, or otherwise "cares for," the humanimal. According to the interviewees on the TV show, the horseplay can -- but doesn't always -- result in sex. In other words, sometimes you pony up and sometimes you don't.

All this begs a question. We won't ponder the sexual peccadilloes of people who dig such role-playing; we all know it takes diff'rent strokes to make up that magical and mysterious world of sex.

But riddle me this: Prior to the advent of the Internet, how did one pony enthusiast hook up with a like-minded partner? Surely, it can't come up that much in casual conversation.

"I'm really glad Jim and Sarah thought we should meet. I feel like I can really be myself around you."

"Yeah, I'm so glad you're also into roller-blading and Indian food."

"I know!"

"Hey, I'm just thinking out loud here but you ever thought about humping a pony?"