It’s hard to describe the turmoil of the last two years. A part of my beautiful wife, soul mate, lover and idol has been taken from me and I have some responsibility for the loss. We’re in our early forties, comfortably off, well-paying jobs and rediscovering some freedom as our son and daughter have fled
I went on a ski trip the week between Christmas and New Year’s. I went with my boyfriend Dave. We were going to share the cabin with Dave’s friend Jim and his girlfriend Cathy. Dave and I arrived on Sunday afternoon. Jim and Cathy were not due to arrive until midday on Monday. Dave and
Sandi’s beautiful long legs straddled the trunk of a fallen oak tree. “Man, I wish I had brought my vibrator out here with me,” she told her best friend Mandy who sat across from her out in the wilderness of the forest. “Tell me about it,” Mandy said. “I thought this was going to be