Between 1985 and 1989, I dated a man named Paul. I was in my late thirties at the time, and Paul was eleven years younger than I was. Without planning it, I was a "Cougar" before anyone really knew what the term meant. It happened by accident, and as I look back, was the best time, from a sexual stand point, of my life.Paul and I were very different people. I owned a real estate agency at the time, owned my own house, and...