I might be dreaming. Three weeks ago, I never would have thought I would be committed to a partner and head over heels for him. Michael is the sexiest, most erotic man that I’ve ever met. Since meeting him a few months ago, I’ve already made love to him in a swinger’s club, had my first girl/girl experience, and had anal sex for the first time! Since then, we’ve had beautiful dinners, attended the theater and unique conce...

I feel antsy, almost like a caged animal, as I pull my convertible into the garage. I hate feeling this way, especially since not long ago, my home was my refuge and I didn’t want to leave it. It’s confusing and I don’t understand what’s going on. I grab my stuff, head into the kitchen, and dump everything on the counter. The first thing I do once I’m home is to check my personal cell for missed calls or messages. Nothing...

Signing my divorce agreement was the hardest thing I’ve ever done. Twenty years wasted. Twenty of my cutest years, might I add. Bastard. He and his underage bimbo took everything from me—my dignity, my self-esteem, my motivation, and we won’t even discuss the hit my bank account took. I sigh as I look in the mirror. That was almost five years ago. Let it go, I tell myself. I have to let it go. And get ready...for tonight....