Did I run around telling everyone? No, of course not. Hell no; I learned some valuable lessons that year.
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My friend, who had recently come out, invited me to play pool with her and her dad at their house. Her dad and I flirted like crazy that night, but I ended up just going home. About an hour later, she invited me over for a drink, but for some reason she never came out of her room, so I just drank with her dad. I thought it was a setup. The dad put on his moves, and we slept together. The next morning, my friend was pissed. Turned out she always had a thing for me.
I once walked in on her while she was connected to a breast pump and remain bothered by that visual to this day. She looked like she was having the life sucked out of her, or like she was a clone, recharging in private. Only decades later did I understand that I had seen something normal, ordinary. We liked watching the creek rise and flood.
This is right for me and for us. They nicely include all the pictures we grew up with on how the book was translated and admit that isn't how it happened. Dozens of missionaries have told me that the gender ratios in other countries are far, far worse. Or, if I'm at work, even though I'm constantly busy, even if I wasn't, I can't just pull my phone out and call--i'm at work.