My first love was (now, no teasing!) Rod Serling. I not only thought he was a hunk, I also greatly admired his taste in short stories (that's a big draw for me).

Thereafter I fell, hard, for Michael York, and I've never actually gotten over that one. A few years ago, he appeared in a Maidenform ad, talking straight to the camera about how much he admired women who wore sensuous lingerie (a word he can pronounce, unlike most folks I know). He had no stage makeup for this appearance, and the camera lovingly caressed every facial crag and wrinkle. I ran right out and bought ought the undies department at my local boutique. He was still gorgeous -- and quite possibly still is.

Claire