Frigid Women
Introduction:
This is an article from Playboy magazine, April 1984. It was written by E. Jean Carroll.
âDid the foot massage get things going?â I ask.
âNo,â says Nicole. âWhy not?â
âIf thereâs one thing Rich hates,â says Nicole, âit is feet.â
This is an article about frigid women. From time to time, I am actually going to try to talk about frigid women (Iâve changed the names in the case studies), but it is not going to be easy, because itâs vague, frigidity. Itâs a fog that rolls in, spreads, thickens, smothers everything, then recedes. You canât attack it directly, because nothing is there. Itâs a subject about emptiness fertile with ambiguity.
Sixty to 70 percent of American women experience difficulty having orgasms in intercourse. Thirty percent rarely have orgasms or they have extreme difficulty having them. Using certain techniques, women can overcome the difficulty. The techniques are close at hand and will be dealt with in a minute. But they donât interest me as much as what goes on between the overcoming and the coming, and this is getting suspiciously near what frigidity may be about: the groaning of the bedframe, the burning groin, the gathering gall, the steady glide from the afterglow to the afterglare.
Nora Harlow, author of the book Lover to Lover, and her husband, Dr. Gene Abel, the director of the Sexual Behavior Clinic of the College of Physicians and Surgeons at Columbia University, do not like the word frigid. âFirst of all,â says Harlow, âthere is no such thing. The word is wrong. There is no such condition. There are women who are cold as hell and can have orgasms in two minutes. Frigidity does not exist. We ought to talk about what does exist.â
âWhat exists,â says Dr. Abel, âare women who have deficits in their ability to fantasize, in their ability to learn how their bodies should be touched and to teach others how to touch their bodies. There are women who have difficulty teaching themselves how to orgasm and, therefore, teaching their lovers how to bring them to orgasm. There are women who have these deficits. We donât argue with that.â The Abelâs apartment is on riverside Drive and is painted white, and Harlow is dressed in white and Abel is in gray with a greenish tie; they are a handsome pair. Harlow is an expert on desire, and while we are talking I am thinking about Harlow and Abel in bed and wondering whether Harlow has any deficits and Abel any desire.
âLet me tell you something about biology,â says Harlow. âSo you have your woman who is all ice. She has never had an orgasm in her life, right? She owns 20 cats and is hostile to men. OK. Now, let me tell you what happens when she goes to sleep. Her vagina fills with blood and she lubricates six times a night. And every woman is exactly like her.â
âJust like men,â says Abel, âwho canât have erections during the day due to behavior factors; they have six erections during the night in the rapid-eye-movement stage. All men do.â âSo frigid women do not exist,â says Harlow. âHowever, 47 percent of happily married women do have difficulty having orgasms. Almost half of married women! It is surprising. It is not only surprising, it is unbelievable, because itâs so easy to change. Sex therapy is the only area of medicine where we have cures and people do not use them. It is perfectly phenomenal.â
âAnd the reason people donât do anything about sex problems,â says Abel, âis that theyâre dumb. Dumb. Iâm sorry.â
âThirty-five percent of happily married men say they have premature ejaculations,â says Harlow. âYou can cure premature ejaculation in a matter of hours. It should be extinct. Nobody should have it. And there is a high correspondence between womenâs having sexual difficulties and lowers who ejaculate quickly.â
âThe flash is,â says Abel, âit is relatively easy to correct problems. Thatâs the flash.â âNow, one of the biggest problems women have is lack of desire,â says Harlow. âThis has nothing to do with whether theyâre hot or cold. When couples first get together and theyâre really, really getting it on, they start out with a hundred erotic activities. And then, as time passes, they being to feel that they just want to get right to itââHoney, Iâm so wild about you, I just want to do itââand thatâs fine and thatâs great and thatâs how we get into this very fast sex, but it does something: It wreaks havoc with the erotic system. Because desire, we have now discovered, comes from behavior. From activity. So if lovers cut right to getting to it very quickly, the womanâs desire level is going to go down, down, down, down.â
âIt is like this,â says Abel. âNew lovers start out with sexual activities A through Z. Then they begin just doing what they enjoy best, and thatâs X, Y, Zâthose things closest to orgasm. So they drop A, B, C and D. And those things donât get associated with orgasm anymore. Instead, just the things very close to orgasm occur. But if they do just X, Y, Z again and again and again, they lose interest. If you like Haagen-Dazs Swiss-chocolate-almond ice cream and you eat
a quart every day, you think, Hey, this is really great, the first week; but two months later, you wonât like it.â
âAnd thereâs another reason women lose desire,â says Harlow. âItâs because their actual body sensations change. If they had an erotic experience that drove them crazy on their honeymoon and try to have the same erotic experience on their third anniversary, it will vary, because they do not have the same body. Thatâs a mistake lovers make. They think, I found it out once, and I know everything about her, but they donât. That person has a new body. You have to find out what that loverâs body feels like right now.â
Harlow is a very pretty woman with dark, curly hair and rosy skin, and a person can listen to only so much of this.
âDo you still desire Dr. Abel?â I ask. She smiles and looks away from him. âOf course. I mean, Iâm no fool.â
âAnd when you met, was it love at first sight?â
Silence.
âWere you sexually attracted?â
Silence.
âI donât like the direction this is going,â says Abel.
âNo, itâs all right,â I say.
He smiles and pulls his tie between his thumb and forefinger. âDo you want to turn that off?â he asks, looking at the tape recorder. âNo.â
âOh. Youâre not going to turn it off?â
âNo.â
âThen youâre not going to get any information.â
âNo?â
Silence.
âIâll bet you two have a fantastic sex life.â
âWellââ Pause. âI donât like the directionââ
Harlowâs brow is pure. Her eyes are lifted. A vein at her temple stands out and throbs, throbs, throbs. âIf you know techniques that make you more passionate,â says Harlow, âwhat idiot wouldnât use them? I mean, is Richard Simmons thin?â
âWeâve been to other shrinks,â says Nicole after talking about the foot massage. âRich was sleeping nude, and he would really be all over me, which I couldnât stand. God! He was creepy. His hands were nervous. His body was sticky. I hated the way he touched me, so one of the shrinks said maybe Rich should wear some clothes, so we went home, and pretty soon I had him completely covered. From his head to his toes, every inch, so I would not have to touch himâŠanywhere.â
Nicoleâs attractions are huge. Her voice has a sudden drop to it and she is tall and powerful-looking and has dark brown-black hair and straight, dark eyebrows, and there is an expression in her eyes that says, I have nothing to offer but my own confusion. âBut I loved him,â she says, âinsanely. I had just graduated from Radcliffe and had started modeling and was in a lot of magazines and men were throwing themselves at me, and Rich came along and was cool, and intellectually it was a great match. Physically, we were in mortal combat. The first time we made love, it was over before I knew what was going on. He was very fast at it. He said it would get better. I believed him. He was a shrink, my God!
âBut then he started telling me that women didnât want foreplay. He said there was something juvenile about all that. He knew that I liked to do it. He knew that Iâd spent a lot of time doing it when I was in school, and I had, and I loved it; but Rich thought now that I was an adult, it was a stupid thing, and it was probably a little weird. He sold me on that for a long time. I really wondered if I had had an abnormal adolescence.
âSo the first year we were married, we had sex four times. There were certain places where he didnât want to be touched. His nipples, for one thing. He hated his nipplesâ being touched. He wasnât very good at telling me what he liked. He treated it as if it were something disgusting and gross I was doing. I thought, Well, maybe I am not attractive to him. Maybe I should do something. So I went to Bloomingdaleâs and bought this black nightgown, this very sexy black nightgown, and I washed my hair and took the gown out of the box and put it on in the bathroom, and meanwhile, Rich was in bed, reading. Something on mental disease. Propped up in bed. So I came in kind of nervous, and in order to get into bed I have to crawl over him, because thereâs no room on my side, and I came walking in, frightened, excited, you know, thinking, This is going to be it. And he looked up at me. He put down the book on mental disease and looked at me, up and down, and I said, âWhat are you trying to prove?â I was standing there in a see-through black nightgownâa see-through black nightgown!âand I stood there a long time. And in that time, every part of me that had any relation with sexuality completely shut down.â
The person I want is sitting in front of a rubber female he has taken out of a drawer to show me where this is and that is, and the truth is, I donât know much about female bodies, even though his finger disappears into places that ring a bell.
I am here to ask him why some women donât like sex. He is here because he is Sherwin A. Kaufman, M.D., attending gynecologist, Lenox Hill Hospital, New York City, author of Sexual Sabotage and a collaborator on Dr. Helen Singer Kaplanâs The Evaluation of Sexual Disorders, and he has the look of a man who rarely fails to give satisfaction.
âWell,â he says, âthere are a few reasons. Fear of pregnancy, fear of disease, fear of pain, fear of pleasure, fear of being naked, fear of male impotence, fear of not reaching orgasm, fear of reaching orgasm, fear of penetration, fear of sin, fear of looking fat, fear of looking small-breasted, fear of not lubricating, fear of smelling bad, fear of not exciting the male, fear of losing the maleâs respect, fear of guilt, fear of faking orgasm, fear of being caught, fear of surrender, fear of letting go.â âThank you, doctor,â I say.
âYouâre welcome. This interview, I must say, has been very pleasurable for me.â
Bob is nice-looking but blocky, and it was almost love at first sight for Lisa, except for the first couple of minutes, when she was afraid he might be a professional athlete, but then it turned out he owned a big advertising agency. âI was screwing around a lot,â says Bob. âI was in a period of not forming any attachments. I was amazed that Lisa was so attracted to me. I mean, she is the type of girl that gets a tremendous amount of attention.â
âWell, Bob was very sensual,â says Lisa.
âVery animal,â says Bob. âVery animal,â says Lisa. âVery sexy. We moved in together right away. But we had a very stormy first two years. When we made love, I wasnât having orgasms. I was lubricating. I was doing everything. Except I was holding back. I liked sex. I loved Bob. I am the classic case. I think my lovers before just assumed I was having orgasms. I was putting on a great show.â
Lisa is tall, bosomy, 28, works in interior design and has been with Bob five years. âShe is so totally attractive,â says Bob, who is 38, âthe level of envy that my friends feel is just incredible.â
âBut I couldnât climax,â says Lisa. âWhenever we had sex, it was like my genitals and I were separated. It was like they belonged to another person. My legs felt like wood. It was like a shield closed over my pelvis.â
âIt was very frustrating,â says Bob. âWhen Bob massaged my breasts, it would be like it was happening to another person,â says Lisa. âThe times when Iâd really start to feel it, whenever it got to the point when I felt it was time to climax, something would happen to me. No man, no hand, nothing could get me to climax.â
âI would watch her fighting herself,â says Bob. âWhen we reached that edge when things got very steamy, I could see her fighting herself, and it was like she wanted me to help her fight.â
âSo trying to have an orgasm got to be a huge drama,â says Lisa. âThe more I focused on having an orgasm, the harder it became. I was afraid. I did not trust myself. I could not let myself out. I did not know what was going to happen to me. I thought it might kill me or swallow me up.â
âAnd as we got closer and closer,â says Bob, âI would get upset that she wouldnât orgasm. I thought it was a rejection of me.â âAnd, of course, it was,â says Lisa. âI would lie there afterward completely frustrated while he snored. But I finally got to the point where I said, âWhy am I doing this to myself?â There was a lot of rage there, but I didnât realize it. I was a very nice person. I was a very agreeable person, very sweet. Sweet is the word Iâm most often described as. Nice and sweet. And who can orgasm under those circumstances? I didnât have what it took to hold up my end. I didnât have any sense of what I was entitled to. I thought, As long as the man comes, thatâs the important thing. That real old-world kind of shit. Well, I had been under the bed long enough already. It was time to come out.â
Bob is getting excited and wants to tell the story about how Lisa started going to a class called the Self-Expression Workshop, but I interrupt him. He is a fervent, openhearted man and doesnât need to be asked many questions, but there is something I long to know.
âHave you ever run into this before?â I ask. âWhy, yes,â he says. âMy ex-wife, right after we divorced, said sheâd been faking orgasms for seven years.â
Women have two notions, among others: One is that there is nothing better than being cold and having no sex and the other is that life would be a little less loathsome if they had sex all the time. Dominique, the co-owner of the Harmony Theatre, New York Cityâs only legitimate burlesque hall, and a professional photographer and New York State mud-wrestling champion, is wearing jeans and a bed jacket and has a really extremely pretty face and rubs her breasts as she asks me to name her one guy who doesnât want to fuck a broad, and says thatâs all they want to doâand that she herself was nearly fucked to death and that every guy who looked at her wanted to fuck her and they still want to fuck her, but now that sheâs 36, she doesnât want to fuck anymore.
So thatâs why she said, âFuck this shit, I donât want to get laid all the time.â So I say, why not? And she says she wants only one guy. She wants a total relationship or nothing, and thatâs why she stopped fucking; it was too much of a drain on her, it really was a horrible drain, because you go to bed with somebody and then you grow fond of him and then heâs not fond of you anymore, because when guys like to fuck you, they get all the fucking that they can get and then they move on to the next one, so she says itâs too much for her to deal with; fucking interferes with her work; fucking interferes with her making money and she earns a vast amount of money, and money is what really makes her happy, and she says when guys just fuck the belly off her and then say goodbye, sheâs a woman and she gets emotional over that.
âSo how are things going now?â I ask.
âWell, ever since I stopped fucking and got into making money, Iâm very happy,â says Dominique.
Bret Lyon, director of the Self-Expression Workshop in Santa Monica, California, guesses that about 70 percent of the women who take the class are having difficulties with sex. One of his students was Lisa. Lyon says she had a lot of tension, and he got her to be more aware of her body.
âShe got very sexual in the classes,â he says. âShe started getting into these wonderful animal like interactions. You see, the main thing I do is get people to accept pleasure. I get them to the point where they can just allow things to come out. We start with subtle movements of the body. Then we work on breathing, involving all the muscles. Then we deal with sound, allowing whatever sound that wants to come out, to come out. Both men and women usually start with little sounds. Then they build very quickly to a lot of sound and a lot of emotional release. A lot of crying. A lot of laughing. A lot of hysterical laughing. Hysterical laughing happens to be my favorite.â
Lyon and I are talking long-distance. I donât know what it is I want from this interview, but I assume that Iâm listening to a California nutball and yearn for the icy tones of Nora Harlow to hail down on me. But Lisa says sex therapists were advising her to use a vibrator, and she tried vibrators, and they didnât feel good. And with a psychotherapist, all she would have done was talk about it. âBut in Bretâs class, I really got to do things,â she says. âI was rolling these guys around on the floor. I was growling at them. Weâd be trading sounds back and forth, and I might start hissing or moaning or laughing or screaming or whatever. And these scenes would evolve. Fight scenes, love scenes. Coming close and pushing away. So I got to experiment with that. Nowhere else in the world could I have had a chance to experiment like that. I learned to be vulnerable. I learned to be angry. It was scary at first, but it broadened my repertoire of what was possible.
âI went into the workshop with this vision of having the big O. That it was a tremendous feat. That it was like breaking through a brick wall. And it felt like that. But Bret Lyon said, âNo. It is not a brick wall. It is papier-mache.'â
When women have had enough of either not having sex or having a lot of it, it always ends up being too much or too little, because with sex you can never reach the point of absolute gratification. Just when women think theyâve had enough, they seldom have. A Manhattan publisher, wealthy, blonde, small, fluffy, has enjoyed more than 1000 men in her time. She once kept track, she says.
So how long did she not have sex? I ask, and she says she canât quite remember, but it was very interesting to say to a man, âBy the way, I want you to know I donât have sex.â So why did she stop? I ask, and she says she was tired of men who werenât worth taking her clothes off for and says she felt that after 600 or 700, why bother? So she didnât have any relations at all? I ask.
âWell, eventually, I hired a masseur,â she says.
âAnd what did he do?â
âHe would arrive every afternoon, give me oral sex, I would come, then he would take his money and leave.â âYou call that not having sex?â
âHe was a big Polish guy.â
âYour idea of not having sex is having oral sex with a big Polish masseur?â âYes,â she says with an amazed glance. âSo what? I wasnât going to bed with anybody and taking off my clothes and being disappointed.â
âIt was amazing!â cries Bob. âIt was incredible! The first really striking thing was how much angrier Lisa started getting at me. It used to be I was a good yeller. I would yell at her and she would run and hide in the bed. And then she started the class and began yelling back at me twice as loud. She started to stick up for herself. At first, it really freaked me out. I felt very threatened. Very confused. But the side benefits were so high. The sex! Sheâd yell, and then weâd end up making love like crazy! Then she started being much more explicit about what she wanted. My God! She was totally changed! âAnd the sex became much more exciting to me. Before, she used to want me to lick her and Iâd do it, but it was like a chore. It didnât feel good. I wasnât attracted. And then she started heating up. I mean, she literally became warmer. And I found myself at her all the time. I was drawn. The whole area became like a magnet.
âAnd then she had her first orgasm as I was caressing herâthen it happened with my mouth, then with actual intercourse. It was wonderful! I think I was more thrilled than she was.â
âIt seemed a lot bigger in his mind,â says Lisa. âAfter my first orgasm, I wondered what all the fuss had been about.â
âWell, it was very important to me,â says Bob. âI wanted us to have gratification together. I had always felt something was missing. It was like she was holding things back from me. The orgasm was the symbol of it. Not orgasming was the symbol of not being fully with me. I used to feel vaguely abusive. I didnât feel I was abusing her, but somehow she was being abused. I felt bad about it. Then came the orgasm. It was unbelievable. I felt I was a better person. I was able to be good to her in ways I couldnât be good to her before. In love relationships, we have a real need to be good to each other. And if we canât fulfill that, if the other person wonât let us be good to her, we can get very upset. So now do you understand why I was so happy? It was wonderful to feel her so much closer to me.â
Dr. Ruth Westheimer, the tiny sex therapist who is on Letterman and The Tonight Show and who is the author of Dr. Ruthâs Guide to Good Sex and a consultant at Bellevue Hospital and an adjunct associate professor at New York Hospital-Cornell University and an associate fellow of The New York Academy of Medicine, has a red dress on, a dark, flaming-red color flaring and swishing as she walks across 73rd Street to Jackâs restaurant, where we are going to have a bite. âIâve never worn such a thing,â says Dr. Ruth, laughing gaily. âI put this on for PLAYBOY. â Jackâs kitchen is closed because it is only five oâclock, but Dr. Ruth says she canât talk about sex on empty stomach, so the waitress says sheâll see what she can do, and meanwhile, Dr. Ruth has a Perrier and tells me how young I look and I turn up the tape recorder, because this is more or less what I like to hear, and then Dr. Ruth sits forward and bends her mind to the business at hand.
âFor me, there is no frigid woman,â she says. âThere is a woman who doesnât want to give herself permission to have an orgasm. In our society, about 30 percent of women have orgasms during intercourse. Another 30 percent have orgasms with masturbation or with their loversâ touching their clitorises during intercourse. Then there is another 30 percent who have no orgasms or much difficulty having orgasms. Another five percent are so depressed or have some other problem that it is impossible for them to have orgasms. I send them to psychiatrists. Then thereâs five percent who can just have erotic thoughts and tighten their thighs and have orgasms.â
âThey are having a very good time,â I say. âThatâs right,â says Dr. Ruth. âNow, first, I would like to say loud and clear to the PLAYBOY reader that the adage âThere are no frigid women, only lousy loversâ is incorrect. That I, Dr. Ruth Westheimer, sex therapist, blah, blah, blah, do not agree with that.â
âNo?â
âThe best lover in the world cannot give an orgasm to a woman against her wishes. First, she has to learn to give herself an orgasm. Now, that doesnât mean she has to masturbate the rest of her life. She just has to learn to give herself pleasure. Then she has to take her loverâs hand and just say, âThis is how it is good.â Now, women have been trained not to let men know these things. So I would say to the PLAYBOY reader, take her out to dinner. Then say to her, âTonight, letâs do something different. Tonight, you are going to show me. Tonight, I donât even want to have an orgasm. Tonight, all I want isâI am so interested in you and I really like you and I really love youâand tonight all I want is for you to show me where it feels good.â âNow, some women are afraid to tell men what they want, because they are frightened of hurting the male ego. I donât care about the male ego so much. I am not so concerned about the male ego. I donât really think the male ego is so fragile orâOh! Ah! Ahhhhhhhh!â
A man in a suit has brought out a tray of cheese and raspberries. Behind him stands the young chef.
âTerrific!â cries Dr. Ruth, turning the tray around in front of her. âWhereâs the chef? Whereâs the chef? I want to give him a hug! Holding out her arms Come here! Bend down! Bend down! Kissing him You have saved us! We were starving!â
The young chef is very tall and good-looking and dark red and his hat has been knocked over one eye, and when he goes back to the kitchen, I ask Dr. Ruth if she thinks women come from birth knowing how to build an destroy the male ego. âNo,â she says.
âWomen donât do it naturally? For protection?â
Dr. Ruth is small but her legs are strong-looking, and she steadily and earnestly swings the left or the right, I donât remember, when she makes a point.
âNo.â
âDid you learn it as a girl?â
She shakes her head. Her leg is shapely, like a majoretteâs.
âI canât talk about me,â she says, smiling. âIâll tell you why. I was raised in a very conservative Jewish Orthodox home. Before I became a professor and a sex therapist, if you had told me I would sit here with PLAYBOY in a red dress, and that the chef would personally prepare something to eat for us, and that I would talk to you in a restaurant about orgasms, I would have said to you, âYou had better go and have your head examined!'â
She motions me toward the raspberries, but I lavish the whole plate on her, I love her so.
âAnd then I divorced Rich,â says Nicole, âand met Tom. Tom is a longshoreman. He and I made love more times the first night than Rich and I did the first year. And it was wonderful! And Tom has a body! And then I started having orgasms. Oh! I didnât believe it. Stuff I didnât even know existed! And whatâs more, my ex-husband is living with a seamstress and she loves the way he makes love! She hates foreplay. She hates kissing. Just loves to screw. But listen! Tom and I. Whatâs been happening lately is Tom brings me up to a peak and I start to orgasm and it just goes onâŠand onâŠand onâŠand onâŠ.â And so it goes.
Bob says Lisa is much nicer now that sheâs not so busy being nice, and that makes me wonder about a little matter, so just before we end the interview, I ask Lisa if she likes fellating Bob.
âOh yes!â she says.
âDid you like to before you started having orgasms?â I ask.
âWell, actually, I did it more before I became orgasmic.â
âI donât think it would be real good to print that,â I say.
âI was overcompensating,â says Lisa.
âI donât think PLAYBOY readers are going to love hearing this,â I say.
âBut I did do it more before.â
âWell, thanks for your time.â
âItâs just personal taste. I still enjoy it.â
âRight. Right. Thanks again.â
âItâs just that now I love to make love thoroughly.â