Susie was my best ever gal pal. She was also … well, let’s call her a sex enthusiast. Her history and experience were pretty breathtaking, and I loved how unapologetic she was about it.

On top of being a damn good friend, she was a valuable resource to me. Whenever I wanted to know about anything that concerned sex, Susie could provide me with a firsthand account.

The other day, we took our coffees out onto her back deck. She had a nice view, and we talked lazily in the afternoon sun.

Finally, she set down her mug, fixed me with a knowing gaze from her patio chair and said, “OK, Denise. Out with it.”

I gave her an innocent look and asked, “With what?”

“With whatever lascivious curiosity is buzzing around in that pretty little head of... Read More