“Dad wrote every kind of porn imaginable—alien bondage, zombie, S&M, swapping and swinging, three-ways, orgies, hermaphrodites…” MY FATHER DIED THREE YEARS AGO. I INHERITED his desk, his 1930 Remington .22, and 800 kilos of smut. As a kid I thought Dad was a science fiction writer who occasionally wrote other stuff to supplement his income. After his death, I learned the truth. It turned out Dad not only liked porn but also wrote it, publishing some 400 books under 17 pseudonyms. In addition to his own writings, he amassed a personal collection of porn that included 1 000 magazines and more than 600 paperbacks, plus photos, VHS tapes, postcards and sexy comic books.
I went through it all, gleefully at first, with an archivist’s eye as I sifted through decades…