What do you make of this? I read your column about people getting turned on by piggyback rides. I was reading it over a cup of coffee and turned so red, I thought I was having an allergic reaction to my latte. The end of my relationship with my wife of four years started with a piggyback ride. I was hiking one weekend with a colleague; were both young and attractive male associate professors at a university in the city. I had fallen off a slippery rock and hurt my ankle, so he offered to give me a piggyback ride. I accepted and was very surprised to find something stirring on the way down. When we got to the car, he put me on the back of the open SUV, and thats when he took notice of my bulge; he too was erect, and for whatever reason we started making out. I was never attracted to another man, just him. That was about a year ago. After that we started meeting for regular make-out sessions. I felt like I wasnt cheating, though I knew I was. He was moving away and I finally decided I needed to tell my wife. I thought she might be able to get over it, but as the recent divorce has shown, she wasnt. As for my hiking buddy, turns out he was straight and this was just as confusing for him. Now I have no idea what I want or where to turn.