With their arrangement, just what would he mind?
“Would you mind,” Lynda asked me, “if I went out on a date with Daniel?” “A date?” My wife was asking me if she could go on a date with a man. “What kind of a date?” “A date kind of date. You know, drinks, dinner, maybe a movie.” “Anything else?” “It would sort of depend on what you would mind,” she answered, seriously and yet not. Lynda and I were swingers, had been for a few years....Read On