I had just started my own business, at age 35, as a home architect. I had a new house built in a nice neighborhood, with an office. When I moved in, all the neighbors were extra friendly, I really felt welcome. My immediate neighbor, John, had two da
I had just built a new house, and Carrie was helping me arrange things in the house. It was a Friday evening, and she had been off all day, helping me put the finishing touches on. It was winter, and we had not noticed how bad it was snowing.
I had been talking to her for about a month on one of those Internet dating services. She’d sent me a mail that had me in a raging hard-on, but after that it was an occasional flirt or very short e-mail. I had pretty much given up all hope.