There is a TV programme currently being aired late at night here in the UK where couples receive sex therapy.
Now, I am not against sex therapy, but for this programme video cameras are installed all over the couple's home and the therapists watch the action (or lack of!) then meet the couple and give them tips to help improve their sex life.
The idea of people watching me have sex in such a clinical fashion horrifies me. Heck, there are times when I don't even want my OH to see me! Plus, what if a colleague or acquaintance saw me? Horror!
I can't imagine why these people would want to broadcast their dysfunctional sex life to an entire nation! It brings a whole new meaning to the phrase "Biig Brother is watching you", because he could be, or a neighbour/friend/colleague. The thought brings me out in a cold sweat, but perhaps I'm just too straight-laced for my own good!
Labels: big brother, sex therapy, TV