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In the hot tub at a luxury ski resort in Colorado, my wife wrapped both legs around the ski instructor, pressed herself against him, and laughed, “He keeps me warm with his attention—and with what he’s hiding inside those pants.” I only nodded. “Then enjoy it.” She thought she had humiliated me until I stepped out of the water and found a woman waiting beyond the pool, watching me before asking, “Are we still proceeding under the original agreement?”