I'm not entirely sure you would call it a date; I met him at a swinger's party we'd just about given up on. So we said our goodbyes and said we were going home, and he said he wanted to dance before we left. When we got onto the dance floor, he said, "I wanna lick ya."

I found his lack of artifice refreshing, and irresistible. The memories of that evening still rank among my favorites.

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