I’ll never forget seeing you, I mean really seeing you, not just meeting you, for the first time at a mutual friend’s house for dinner. You looked at me with such intensity, such yearning, that I was momentarily taken aback.
Then you asked if I were available to date.
Though I was in a relationship at the time, my partner and I had agreed to an open relationship because he has a very low sex drive. With his blessing, I started seeing you, and what followed were three years of a wonderful courtship, filled with travel, friends, dinners, long and languid love-making sessions, play, happiness, weekends away, road trips, and fantastic times and memories.