I was a radio DJ for the local radio station, every weekdayafternoon for half an hour. It didn't pay incredibly well, but I enjoyedit-and damn it, I w...s good at it, too! I lived in a quiet little town onthe suburbs of a pretty big city. I won't tell you where- you don't needto know, and it's not important. Point is,. I had a good life, I washappy, and everything was as good as good could be.Well, as good as good could be right up until it ended. I remember itlike it was yesterday- in fact, for. For whatever reason, I was determined that this time, for good or ill, I would fulfill this fantasy. I was interested in seeing if the reality would be as exciting, once I was in moment. But how does a straight guy, with a reputation in the community to uphold, go about finding someone to satisfy this kind of curiosity with?I turned to Craig's List, and searched in the "Casual Encounters, m to m" section of the Personals. A lot of the ads were from aggressively gay guys who wanted to "ream" and. But I also can’t leave you. I, I, I don’t know...”She began crying and I took her in my arms and held her. I totally understood Kara’s feelings of being trapped. The more I thought about it, the more I felt there was no way out. But I didn’t believe in the ‘no-win scenario’. I’d run into situations where the choices were less than optimal, but never one where the only choices were complete disasters. The current situation, though, looked more and more like the Kobayashi Maru where the only way. First port of call was the website to see what she had bought hoping I was in for a treat but nothing so I quickly checked her email as this was nagging me, why does she have a private email I don’t know about it.The first email I saw the most recent was from a guy called Ben saying can’t wait until Friday!!! What the hell is happening Friday I thought. Anyway being a sod for detail and logic I went right to the bottom of the inbox to see the first email and then it hits me she works with a Ben.