Last winter, my girlfriend Tricia and I went on a ski trip. We’re really not that into skiing, but we like the party atmosphere and sometimes we hook up with a few of the instructors.

We signed up for a beginner’s class, and we were the only students. While we were deciding whether or not to bail, the instructor walked up, making our decision much easier. His name was Edward, and he was gorgeous.

Edward flirted with us throughout the lesson, and by the time our two hours were up, we’d learned how to fall, swerve, and stop, and had been invited to a party that night.

Later, while Tricia and I were getting dressed for the party, we debated about which one of us Edward had been flirting with more. We finally decided that we could easily share. We’d done it before, and everyone... Read More