Chapter 2“So how did it go Friday night?” said Margaux Monday morning at the office. She tried to appear casual, but I knew she wanted details. Usually I gave her all the details she wanted about my little flings, but this time I found I did not want to tell her everything. Like what Jean Claude looked like naked, for example. So I filled her in on what I wanted to share, hoping it would be enough to satisfy her curiosity, and hoping she would not notice the details I left out that I usually shared.
“You actually went to the Louvre together? Wow, that’s a first. I don’t ever remember you going to a museum with another man.”
“Well, we found out we were interested in the same exhibit,” I said, not knowing what other response to come up with.
“I see,” said Margaux doubtfully. “And then wha
