I sat beside her after exchanging pleasantries.She offered me a drink while watching television ,although she doesn’t like to drink but just made he... drink at least two glasses of wine,after that we spoke at length about what’s happening here and there and how good she is looking, when I decided to make my move and start playing with her hair ,sitting together in that hall I had to decide whether today Wi be my lucky night when she saidB-Do you make same kind of moves with every womenS-Only who. I threw the card in the trash hopingI would never see it again.Life continued. I'd nearly forgotten about the postcard when I gotanother one a few week later. Dear Ms. Andrew White, We don't understand why you haven't claimed your free pair of Sheer Energy pantyhose...Followed by more marketing lingo. This wasn't going away. Someone knew. Ididn't want anyone to know. This was supposed to be private. However, Ireally did want those pantyhose. I knew the mailman had already droppedthe. No rubber on Phil it's all him in me.She bitched about it after but who would go to the cops saying they weregypped on a magic spell? But it worked I peed in it and then poured iton her pillow and she started showing interest. She would come to gamesand then practices and then she would follow me around campus andfinally she cornered me in the locker room and we fucked like crazy.Kind of like Phil and I are now all animal.We went hot and heavy. She said no man ever did it for her like I did.She. I had become some teenager's semi-willing sex object, and I didn't even know how.I wasn't sorry it happened, and I didn't feel guilty about having cheated on Daniel, at least not yet. I guess I was caught up in the energy of it all. I hadn't made any effort to be unfaithful. That was the fun part.When I think of what it takes to have an extramarital affair, it just makes me tired. I have enough tension in my life (and remember, I'm the calmest person I know). I don't want to be worrying about.