Men he had observed having anonymous sex in a public place often turned out to be ardent champions of law and order. Unable to control themselves in that part of their lives, they put on the defensive “breastplate,” redoubling their efforts elsewhere: “Motivated largely by his own awareness of the discreditable nature of his secret behavior,” wrote Humphreys in his dissertation, “the covert deviant develops a presentation of self that is respectable to a fault. His whole lifestyle becomes an incarnation of what is proper and orthodox.”
It seems to be a good explanation of the phenomena.
Many years ago I was in Kitty O'Shea's bar in the Hilton on Michigan Avenue. There was some kind of evangelical convention in town at the hotel just south. Many of the participants in the convention were at the bar. You couldn't cut the sexual tension in that room with a chainsaw. It was that thick. I imagine there was all kinds of wife swapping going on that night. Another thing. Evangelicals tend not to be the most attractive folks on the planet. "We're going to the big city Martha, bring the strap on."
Creeped me out. Hard to believe, I know. I at least acknowledge my "demons".