I was 30 when a client named Greg hired me to represent him in a case of patent infringement. The trial lasted a month. In the end, we won, and he got $2,000,000 compensation. He was elated and invited me to celebrate our success in the best seafood restaurant in town. I agreed. During dinner, we talked about our lives. He was surprised to find out I was not married and claimed he would marry me in a heartbeat. He was an intriguing man: Like me he loved hearing Adele's songs, watching operas, and foreign films. The food was delicious, the wine even better, and I was in a great mood, so when he suggested we meet again, I agreed. His personality and interests attracted my brain, but soon I realized that his s****l drive was below par. He wasn't bad in bed, but he was reluctant to do it more
