Fullnest,<BR>You are certainly not alone when it makes you uncomfortable that your H enjoys using porn. Many women feel that they themselves must be not attractive or sexy enough to hold their man's sexual interest if he likes looking at 19-year-old, bleached blonde implant recipients. I remember how terribly insecure I was when my H and I were dating and I discovered he had a subscription to Playboy...I went crazy!!!<P>But somehow, over the years as I got older and talked to many of my friends, I discovered that this interest is VERY common. And that men in general (not just "perverted" ones) are much more visually stimulated than we women are. <P>We are turned on by completely different things: a glass of wine, stimulating and intellectual conversation, romantic gestures...these are the things that make us sexually attracted to men. But alas, men are wired so differently. And I've heard many of them try to explain the phenomena..."honey, those pictures aren't REPLACING you...no, I don't think of the girl in the picture when we're making love...it's just a PICTURE, for crying out loud!"<P>I know there will be some who don't agree with me...but I've heard this complaint from so many other women, whose husbands are all ages and all walks of life, that I am convinced it's a universal issue. And as long as you don't find evidence that his interest in porn is excessive (has it hidden all over the house, spends hours at XXX-rated websites, etc.) and as long as you have a healthy and satisfying sex life with your H...I wouldn't worry about it too much.<P>Many men become very defensive and angry when asked not to use or look at porn. They tend to think you are too controlling and want to manipulate every aspect of their sexuality, which is a very personal thing. On top of all that, appearing too insecure or closed-minded makes you very unappealing to your spouse.<P>I can remember more or less forcing myself to become comfortable with the Playboy magazines. I acted secure about it long before I felt that way...which put me on the right track. Eventually it didn't bother me at all, and I could even pick up a copy, open it up to the centerfold and say to my H..."Hey, do you think those are REAL??!" And sometimes I'd even read some of those "really great articles." And you know what..? They were.<P><BR>Calla