Chapter Two
Meeting Miss Strap-On
All things considered, my divorce from Sharon took less time and trouble than I expected.
“You are leaving me for an older woman?” Sharon said, dumbfounded. “I can’t believe it.”
“Well, she likes to f**k and you don’t.”
“That’s it? You’re serious?”
“Afraid so.”
We had a few subsequent arguments but the bottom line was that I packed up and moved in with Gretchen. At some level, I think Sharon was relieved to not have me pestering her for s*x, and she received a nice financial settlement. In the end, Sharon was like most women not in the Church of Cybele. For them, financial stability comes first.
Not love or s*x.
As soon as things got squared away, my s*x life took a great leap forward. Exotic s*x of all kinds, often forbidden in Sharon’s book, bec
