Many years ago I was attending graduate school and had become very close with a woman in one of my classes. Janet was single, very attractive and highly intelligent.

One Sunday evening, several months into the fall semester, I was doing some chores in my one-bedroom, on-campus apartment when I received a telephone call from Janet. The moment I heard her voice I realized that she was very upset. She asked me if it would be all right for her to come to my apartment. She said she needed someone to talk to.

When she arrived some forty minutes later, I escorted her into my living room, sat her down on the sofa and got her to start spewing her problems. We spent about two hours lost in deep conversation.

By this time it was already past one in the morning. I told Janet that I really needed to get some sleep... Read More