Walking down to the coffee shop at the end of our street, I couldn’t help but notice my best friend had a certain pep in his step. He was a man who had been having sex and a lot of it. But I was still troubled by the married man part.
“Did you know this guy was married?”
I asked James yesterday, during our second pitcher of mimosas.…
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