The class work at the junior college was much less than stimulating, so there I was again, at the student union, playing bridge.  But this time I was playing with three really beautiful women.  How lucky was that?  Ann, on my left, was a woman I knew as a bridge player and classmate.  I'd met my partner for the first time and Ann's partner was a beautiful, tall, black woman whom I  had seen in school but not met.  As my p...