Chapter ThreeSo it’s probably clear to you by now that we have something going that seems to suit the two of us quite well, however kinky it would seem to the vast majority of couples on the planet. Given that people who swing the way we do are in something of a small minority, and that most of us prefer to be rather discreet about this dark side of our sexuality, the story of how we overcame the odds to find each other is worth telling. It all starts with my BFF Jasmine.
Now Jasmine and I met in our freshman year at Stanford. We were a classic case of opposites attracting: me tall, blonde and WASPy, her short, voluptuously hipped, and the cherished only child of recent emigre parents: a Lebanese mother and an Iraqi father. As with many first-generation immigrants, she came under intense
