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It all began innocently enough.

Such matters often do.

Facebook suggested that I add him as a friend.

Who knows why? Maybe it has something to do with the mutual friends we have in common. Or the groups we both belong to. Or some mysterious algorithm used by Face-book.

He looks good in the postage stamp picture, so I click through to his profile. OMG, he is gorgeous! The proverbial tall, dark, and handsome type to whom I've always been attracted. He is sexy and sultry and seductive. This man is more than good-looking … he person-ifies the word "hunk!"

"Could he possibly be gay?" I wonder.

I follow Facebook's suggestion and send him a friend request.

Within 48 hours, I have become his friend #2,311.

Two months later, he private messages me:

"Hi, how are you?"

The plot is about to thicken.