Robin and I lay together on the bed panting, caught in the warm afterglow of our lovemaking. Robin sure knew how to get me going. That was the thing with Robin, nobody else had been able to drive my desire so passionately, nor for so long. It was just a bit over five years since I met Robin, at a friend’s engagement party. I knew the groom to be, while Robin knew the bride. As we mingled I felt the odd sensation that I wa...