How about a poll, XXers. Which worse: Your husband turns out to be Client Number 9 , Eliot Spitzer’s code name in the prostitution scandal; or your husband, Governor Mark Sanford, writes erotic e-mails to his dear Argentinian friend, Maria, such as this:
I could digress and say that you have the ability to give magnificent gentle kisses, or that I love your tan lines or that I love the curve of your hips, the erotic beauty of you holding yourself (or two magnificent parts of yourself) in the faded glow of the night’s light-but hey, that would be going into sexual details.
As Stephen Sondheim wrote so many years ago, “Maria. I just kissed a girl named Maria.”
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