Sexologist Magnus Hirschfeld followed another line of thought when he proposed his theory of partial attractiveness in 1920. According to his argument, sexual attractiveness never originated in a person as a whole but always was the product of the interaction of individual features. He stated that nearly everyone had special interests and thus suffered from a healthy kind of fetishism, while only detaching and overvaluing of a single feature resulted in pathological fetishism. Today, Hirschfeld's theory is often mentioned in the context of gender role specific behavior: females present sexual stimuli by highlighting body parts, clothes or accessories; males react to them. In 1951, Donald Winnicott presented his theory of transitional objects and phenomena, according to which childish actions like thumb sucking and objects like cuddly toys are the source of manifold adult behavior, amongst many others fetishism. The use of a transitional object in infanthood is a healthy experience (Winnicott, 1953). To understand the origin of a fetish object and of fetishism, the infant’s use of the transitional object and of transitional phenomena in general must be studied (Winnicott, 1953).
In October, Jean and Jaks finally began planning their wedding. They had been stalling with it for a few months now. They both seemed to be stalling around with the plans so far. Timing wasn’t working for them so far. They both had work to deal with. But tonight was completely different. Jaks was sitting on the bed waiting for him. Her black and red notebook was open wide in front of her. The glitter red pen was in her hand. Now that the only that was messing was the groom himself. Jaks waited patiently. Then, she heard the door open from the living room. A smile came across her face. “He’s home!” she thought.
“Jaks!” Havoc called to her happily. “I’m home!”
“In here, babe!” his soon-to-be wife called. She listened for his footsteps outside of the door. The head nurse looked up and saw her man standing in the doorway. Havoc looked around slightly surprised.
“And what’s all of this?” she asked. His girl smiled at him.
“I’m starting to plan the wedding,” she replied. “Care to help?” Havoc looked overjoyed. His eyes were bright with happiness. The man looked like he would jump her with bliss. The man thing he wanted her to say was finally said. Jaks saw his face and rolled her eyes.
“Come on, don’t look at me like that!” she said. “Let’s just get this over with!” Havoc hurried over to his fiancee and sat down beside of her. And the plans began. Planning a wedding is like planning a battle. Both take serious details to make it right. Jaks wasn’t taking it as serious as Jean was.
“No,” she said. “I want a small wedding.” Her boyfriend looked at her confused.
“What do you mean? Why?” he asked. The head nurse looked up at him.
“I’m not big on wedding,” she said. “So I want to make this as painless for me as possible.” Jean looked at her slightly lost.
“Then… why are you marrying me?” he asked. Jaks leaned in close to his face.
“Because,” she replied. “I want to just keep you happy. And if it’s a wedding you want, then a wedding you’ll get. Am I clear?” Havoc nodded. His girl kissed him on the lips. Her man kissed back.
“Good,” the nurse replied. “I want a small wedding.”
“Who should we invite?” Jean asked.
“Oh,” his lady said. “Just my friends and Breda.”
“What about our parents?” Havoc asked. Jaks looked pale at that question.
“You’re kidding, right?” she asked. Her man shrugged.
“Why not?” he asked innocently. Jacilyn became even paler.
“Because!” she said quickly. “They’ll both fuss over it and make it into a big wedding and I don’t want that!” Havoc looked at her innocently.
“Oh,” he said in a small voice. “But can’t we at least tell them.” Jaks was about to say no again, but Jean stopped her with another kiss. He knew how to get what he wanted from her too well. When you have been dating someone for a year and a half, you learn them pretty well. That’s what happened to Havoc. He had studied Jaks too well. He knew that if she was aroused and in deep passion, she would easily say yes to anything he asked of her. Tonight was just one of those moments. Jean lightly pulled away from his girl. The couple stared at each other for a long while.
“Well…” Havoc asked. Jaks didn’t know what to say at first. He had once again overpowered her with love. The bitch was once again losing to her man. She had no idea how this kept happening. The head nurse was losing her touch lately. Well, there was only one thing left to say and do.
“Yes…” she said in a dreamy tone. “But only in the morning.” Havoc smiled at her brightly. The nurse knew too well what had happened. “He won the argument!” she thought in surprise. “Bastard!” She didn’t know what the hell was happening to her lately. Sure, Jaks was still a tough bitch at work. But with Jean Havoc, she had grown soft with him. Usually, the nurse would argue with men into she was blue in the mouth and still get her way. But one kiss with Jean and the argument was over with him winning nine times out of ten. Usually, Jaks was the one in control of the “relationships” she was in. But with Jean, they power had equal power over everything. Usually, Jaks didn’t stay involved emotionally with a man more than four or five months. It was now a year and a half and now she and Jean were getting married. She just couldn’t really grasped what had happened to her in the course of a year and a half with this man. Havoc seemed to have tapped into some sweetness that she never knew that she had and brought it out in the open. The nurses at work and even her friends were worried about the new Jacilyn Ray. But lucky her, the head was only sentimental around her soon-to-be husband. Otherwise, she would be screwed!
“So when should we have the wedding?” Havoc asked her. The head nurse just shrugged.
“Dunno,” she replied. “It’s your call. You made the last decision.” Havoc gave her a cute little pout.
“Aw, come on babe,” he said to her. “We have to plan this together. I can’t make all the decision without you. Just at least give me a date.” Jaks sighed in defeat.
“Okay,” she said. “I’m thinking… March.” The lt. thought about that for a moment. He took the last puff of his cigarette before he crushed the butt in the ash tray.
“Okay,” he said. “We can do a March wedding.” Jaks smiled at him.
“Just like that?” she asked in bit more of a cheerful tone.
“Yeah!” her man replied. The head nurse smiled and kissed him on the lips. Jean kissed her back.
This was how it was for the rest of the evening. The couple planned their big day with a few kisses of persuasion in between. However, plans were stopped early. The talk detoured into the beast with two backs. The notebook just hit the floor as it was knocked off. Their clothes ended up all over the floor. Jean was in control this time. The head nurse just had to go along with the ride.
“HARDER!!!” Jaks cried out to her lover as he kept pumping in and out of her. “Please, I’m begging you, my love!!!” Havoc smiled at her wickedly.
“Gladly!” he replied. Then, the lt. sped up even more. Jaks just let her eyes roll into the back of her head in bliss. Suddenly, marriage was looking less painful by the minute. She knew that she loved Jean and loved living with him. So, marriage shouldn’t be that bad, should it? Well, there was only going to be one way to see. Jean on the other hand was overjoyed that he was finally marrying the girl of his dreams. Mustang hadn’t taken her from him and they managed to get through many problems that couples usually have. However, their relationship would be put to the test yet again.
In the late hours, a Harley Davidson pulled up into the main apartment parking lot. A man stopped and looked up at the apartment. A smile came across his face. “Jaks!” he thought in bliss. “It’s been a long time.” Three years to be exact. He made a mistake back then. But now, he was going to right an overdue wrong. Sadly, it was going to be too little too late as per usual with her.