In this x-rated game of group lust, teams are unimportant — and everyone scores

I don’t have to wonder why I like sports so much. A singular incident seared a love of athletics into me for all time. And it didn’t have much at all to do with playing a particular sport. It’s Janine’s fault.

In college, Janine and I were dorm-mates and best girlfriends. I was studying my ass off, working toward a law degree that seemed so far off as to be unattainable. Janine, a sprightly dark-haired woman with a fine build, had a less strenuous workload. She saw how I was running myself ragged, and she worried.(And no, this isn’t the story of my first lesbian experience. I had already had sex with a handful of women and enjoyed my Sapphic explorations. Janine and I had even fooled around some,... Read More