My husband bought me a lover. Well, that wasn’t his intention. What started as a way to alleviate dog hair has evolved into a full-blown infatuation. The object…
My husband and I go out to dinner—just the two of us—once a year. It’s a big occasion. With the sitter in the living room, high heels on…
Two Adirondack chairs on your front lawn indicate that you are a swinger. Suburban myth? Maybe. But this is what I was told after I moved…