Lady-Friends

—“Lady-Friends” defined per The Keed: Talk not sex.
It’s becoming apparent saying lady-friends are the solution to life’s myriad problems is being misinterpreted.
I admit a tiny perverse element to my enjoyment of lady-friends. They are girls after all — the ones I can sexually enjoy. (“GASP!”)
That misses my point: I celebrate the fact I can interact with women at all.
At age-four or five I was convinced no female would ever associate with me.
This was my hyper-religious Sunday-School superintendent neighbor whose husband was probably fooling around.
Had my parents come to my defense, that neighbor woulda crashed mightily in flames. But my parents were also hyper-religious. I was already in trouble for being unable to worship my holier-than-thou father, who was also distant and unapproachable.
I was declared “rebellious!” So much for the self-worth of a little boy.
Enough about my childhood; you’ve heard it 89 bazilyun times.
70 years late Yr Fthfl Srvnt finds THEY were the evil ones. Marked-for-life by sanctimonious Bible-beaters.
And much to my pleasant surprise, I find women attracted to me. (“Impossible!”)
My hairdresser rightly described it. Eager to convince a little boy there was no way in a million years he could befriend an attractive female. And thereby scare him away from women.
They succeeded, but after 70+ years of silent self-loathing, I find people attracted to me, including girls. (“GASP!”)
I guess I should stop saying lady-friends are the key to happiness and fulfillment. Stop commenting about my making so many lady-friends.
Procreating the species is not what I’m about. With me it’s the joy of discovering I can interact with women.