The Fine Art Of Poaching

The Fine Art of PoachingThe Girl was blonde, sexy, beautiful, and the way she fondled her Heineken seemed to beckon, Take me home. But when Michael met her at a college party ten years ago, he wasn't sold. After half an hour of dancing, he abandoned her by the bean dip because of one unforgivable flaw: She was only 19 years old."I was twenty-two, a month away from graduation, and I didn't like to date younger girls," says Michael, now a 32-year-old video producer in New York. "Bac...