When I was 16 (IIRC) I went with a girl to her house after work (we worked at a restaurant). We were alone and she said she wanted to go up and take a shower. I very gentleman-liked waited downstairs for her. She took friggin' ages. I was very naïve.

Fast-forward a long time. A girl I worked out with picked me up from the underground to go to the gym. I usually rode my bike, but the weather was horrible that day.

Well, surprise, surprise, she had her dog with her. For some reason, she couldn't leave her dog at home that day (she lived with a guy) and had to bring her dog to her flat in the city (not far away) before we went to the gym.

A few minutes later, we're alone in her apartment with several hours of "working out" planned. My spidey sense was tingling like crazy. I was (and still am) very happily married. My gym partner knew that I was married and that I was not poor.

Note this happened after the whole Jeffery Epstein story had come out. I'm thinking, "hidden camera honey trap." Maybe it wasn't, but I'm not a fan of affairs for several reasons.

She was (and is still) VERY good looking and I surely was tempted to try something, but I'm glad I didn't. We eventually stopped training together and the end was easy because there was nothing more to our relationship than the gym.