Heather, a single professional New Yorker at the cusp of her fertility peak, is still hoping for happily ever after. A couple of years ago, she broke up with her fiancé, Fred. She had discovered a folder on his computer filled with messages to escorts with all sorts of kinky requests and scheduled rendezvous. She felt betrayed by this sexual sidebar, but she was even more upset that he had checked out on her. She craved a dynamic hot monogamy, but he took his testosterone elsewhere and brought home a phlegmatic passionless version of himself.
