I am partial to flies. Not flies as in small, winged insects . . . but flies as in fly: "a fold of cloth that covers a fastening of a garment, especially one on the front of trousers" or "the fastening or opening covered by such a fold" or even, "a flap that covers an entrance or forms a rooflike extension for a tent".

Flaps, folds, tents, openings, entrances, trousers. The fly is so vulvar and what lies beneath it or "extends" out of it is so phallic . . . the fly in action is like watching inside-out intercourse.

There's also something perversely daddy-esque about the loggerlike look of the union suit, like a dirty old man who takes you on a hunting trip or a horny woodsman locked up with no women and nothing but a smoke-filled den of fellow timber workers. The dirty old man appeal brings me back to the allure of the fly; when a man exposes his cock through his fly and leaves everything else on, it always looks to me like he is insatiably horny AND needs to prepare himself for a quick getaway. Poking his prick through his fly while staying otherwise dressed SMACKS of a clandestine encounter. Oh so naughty!! -Trixie

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