When I was 15, I was struggling with math class and my mom arranged for an accountant she knew from work to tutor me in private lessons at his nearby house. He was apparently a very busy man, because sometimes he would show up and sometimes he wouldn’t. However, his wife was always home and was always very friendly, kind and courteous. In fact, I was enamored of her… a typical schoolboy crush for an older, very attractive, more sophisticated woman. Even though I had a girlfriend at the time, I’d hang out with her during aborted
