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seemed strange to me. For a long time, I’ve been hearing you’re having an
affair with her. Wouldn’t you find it a little uncomfortable having dinner
with her in front of her husband?
Surprisingly, my friend confirmed that he was having the affair, that

the woman’s husband didn’t know, and that he (my friend) was totally in
love, something which he felt his wife, who was as tough as nails, would
not exactly appreciate or understand.
Without revealing any of my friend’s secrets, I told my girlfriend,
Melania, to prepare for a wild evening.
We had dinner at a restaurant. Normally, I would have been watching
the scene with great amusement, but the businesswoman’s husband was

also a friend of mine, and so I was in a precarious position. There we all
sat, as though nothing was happening, but we could all feel tension in the
air. As we left, I watched my friend grab the businesswoman around the
waist in a more than familiar fashion. Her husband was out of sight when
this happened, but it was clear to me that, despite my disbelief and
amazement, there was something going on between the two.

Over the next few weeks, my friend called me incessantly, proclaiming
his love for the woman. He said he would do anything to be with her, and
that she was also in love with him. His calls became so frequent that
Melania asked, Why does he keep calling you? What’s going on? When I
told Melania about the affair, she also found it hard to believe. As I said,
this businesswoman is an amazing beauty and my friend is not exactly
Brad Pitt—although he is very rich and some women find him handsome.

Finally, after a number of phone calls, I said, Look, are you bullshitting
me or is this for real?
He said, It is! It is! I want to come over and see you and I’ll prove it.
He didn’t have to prove anything to me. What difference did it make? But
I invited him over anyway.

When he arrived, he told me how they’d met, how the relationship was
going, all the sordid details. I still wasn’t sure I believed him, but then he
played an answering machine tape of a call she had made to him. She said
the kind of intimate things only a lover would say. It was truly down and
dirty, and I definitely recognized her voice. There was no longer any doubt
in my mind about what was taking place.
For a while, my friend continued to call me to say how much he loved
this woman. If I was in Palm Beach when he called me, I would just watch