Megan 1
Megan was a mousy girl, short hair, glasses, not much on fashion… a typical librarian type. She was an intellectual working on her Ph. D. when I met her. We met over the internet on a free dating site. I was trying to find a “life partner”, and I think she was, too. After a couple of weeks swapping emails we finally agreed to meet at a she-she Italian joint on College. We both had an exit plan if things didn’t seem right. But after a bit of wine and mature conversation we decided to go to a hip bistro down the street for a beer. I guess we both felt that things were moving in the right direction. With the candle lit and the hustle and bustle on the street passing us by, we …