Although I never actually had the pleasure of dating Kate in college, she and I had always been close friends. I often wondered what it would be like to make love to her — a beautiful, blue-eyed bombshell — but I just never got the chance. It seemed that I was always involved with someone else.

After graduation, Kate moved to France. We called each other on holidays, but it wasn’t the same. I forgot to invite her to my wedding until it was too late and she couldn’t make it.

I had fallen in love with Janey, a wonderful woman I had met while teaching at the university. She is everything a man dreams about — a tan, athletic, blonde beach goddess. We fell in love, and she followed me back to New York, where we got married a few months later.

Two weeks ago, I received a call from... Read More