“Babe, do you remember asking me last night who was the best sex partner, other than yourself, of course, that I’ve had in the last ten years?”
“I remember.”
“Well, I’ve been thinking about it all night and throughout the day today. My answer is that everyone of my partners was different. For example: the most unexpected and erotic time was when Tim came over, remember?”

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It was a beautiful day in Jerome, Idaho, sunny, with a light breeze. Alex had just returned home from work in the city. Living on a golf course, and the sun not going down until about ten, he’d planned to play nine before dinner. Ally also worked in the city, but she’d been home for about an hour before Alex got home. Opening the mail she had discovered an invitation to a dinner party but had no idea who the hosts were. Hearing a noise in the kitchen, she yelled out, “Did you see the dinner invitation on the coffee table?”

The atmosphere had become a little tenser since the energy used to find a new fun sex partner had been unsuccessful. For almost two weeks everyday Ally had gone out seeking a new friend who could become our next fun partner.