A light hearted one but something I often think about, was seeing a married guy (MG) and was supposed to hook up after work one night but I met a hot young thing and decided to go for a few drinks with him instead, I wasn't really planning on taking it further so told MG where I was going (although not who with) and to call me there to organise a time for him to pick me up, 3 phonecalls later I couldn't really put him off any longer and he came to pick me up, me and hot guy came downstairs and he got in a cab and I got in MGs car, pulled up at lights next to the cab and I honestly nearly jumped out and into the cab, the only thing that stopped me was MG was an amzing shag and I actually thought 'a bird in the hand' Honestly its been nearly 30 years and I still wonder where my life would've ended up but for that.