. "I'm shaking?" I told my fifty-five-year-old wife, Rose. "Me too," she said. "And there are a few butterflies now." We were waiting for Jason to arrive. I suppose this story began twenty, maybe as long as thirty years ago, when I told Rose I wasn't against her having sex with another man. Nothing ever happened until just four short weeks ago. We were at a friend's house, with a few
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