I was bored and lonely and burning with desire.

I could have called my friend Cleo, but it was rather late. I watched television for a while, but found that boring too. I got up and went to the kitchen to pour myself a glass of wine, and again tried to settle down in front of the television, but I just couldn’t concentrate.

It was a sexy rerun, Fatal Attraction, which increased my desire for a man (or woman).

Cleo and I had been lovers on and off for some time, but we both dated men as well. We agreed that men could be quite a pleasure, yet at the same time quite a nuisance. It was a “mixed bag,” as they say, and could lead to too many complications.

As I sipped my wine, I thought of the last time I had been with Mark, who had been a tender but passionate lover, making me... Leer Más