Sure Dogzilla, it goes both ways. My bachelorette party was very tame (some of my friends couldn’t make it in till the day of the wedding, one of the girls who was there doesn’t drink, and another was rather pregnant), but I’ve heard of plenty of parties that get fairly wild. However, I like to think that most women wouldn’t do stuff that they know their fiances had a problem with. And I also like to think that their friends wouldn’t call them names for not wanting to do things the fiance has a problem with.
I’d be really uncomfortable with the Life Saver game, myself–don’t like strangers touching me at all. My friends know that and would never have planned such a thing for me. We had planned to get some beads and trade them on Bourbon Street, complete with photos. (I certainly have no problems with doing that, or with earning beads myself.) If Dr. J had said, on my way out the door, “Baby, I really don’t want you looking at strange men’s penises tonight while your friends take pictures. Please promise me you won’t do that,” I would have been fine with that. We would have found something else fun to do that wouldn’t make him unhappy.
I love him, and it’s very important to me that he’s happy. Knowing that he’s happy and has peace of mind is more important to me than quite a lot of activities, and it would certainly take priority over looking at naked men on Bourbon Street. And the other people who love me wouldn’t make fun of me and my priorities. No one would talk about how whipped I was, or what a psycho controlling hosebeast he was.
So how come, when a man does the same thing, he’s an object of pity and ridicule, and his wife an object of derision and anger?
And I can understand where the OP is coming from, really. I mean, if you’re not doing anything that’s going to upset me, or hurt me, or make me angry, why is it such a big deal if someone tells me what you’re doing? If you can’t tell me, the woman you’ve promised to spend the rest of your life with, about what you’re doing, why the holy hell are you doing it? I think that’s point she’s trying to make.