Now a successful executive who wishes to remain anonymous, Peter May was an artistic young man with long hair and a guitar. He was a magnet for women--especially slightly older woman (not may-december, but may-june or spring-summer). They sought in him a secret and passionate love that soothed the wounds of divorce and social straight-jackets. He sought the mystery and wonder of the secret garden in their hearts and between their legs. It was a wondrous and slightly forbidden fruit, a passion without bounds in its short time. Now older and divorced, philosophical and thankful, Peter May reflects on the wondrous gifts of a youth with few regrets, even as he becomes the older man in a younger woman's life.

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