I have a dangerous attraction to very successful, charming men.  You know, the type of guy with swarms of women actively clamoring for his attention.  It's not that I'm insecure about my Number One status.  I can match my mate in wits and talent.  I look good on his arm.  I'm just as much of a catch as he is.  What concerns me, however, is the amount of temptation.  Every relationship fluctuates between strong and weak moments.  There will always be some girl willing to whisper "I won't tell".