As she lies naked on her back, Sarah stares at the cracks in the high white ceiling above the king bed. Paul is deep into one of his familiar rants about sexuality and religion—what she has privately come to call The Sexual Gospel According to Paul. She remains quiet. Arguing with her tantra master would only ruin the moment, and frankly, the sex with Paul is far too good to get bogged down in his politics.Handsome, witty, and effortlessly persuasive, Paul has quickly clai...