Friends

jefferyrn

April 4

I haven't revealed all the topics yet. Friends is next because it helps build up to the remaining topics, the phone, vanity, weight gain and the final deception or maybe salvation depending on how you view it.

As I mentioned, my friends dropped out of the picture. His friends took over our social life outside of family. His best friend is Fran.

Fran is his friend because she feeds his ego. She tried to flatter me too but I saw it for what it was, a tool to get things she wanted. Okay, so maybe I fell for it at first. I was still a young man of 26 when we met.

Why is it that women who hang around gay men always have big boobs, or at the very least are overtly sexual. She wore low cut blouses and was constantly adjusting her self in case you didn't already notice her.

So beyond that she had a family. Three children and a husband. The oldest son was 19 and the other boy and girl were 10 and 11. These two were with her current husband.

Here is another strange thing. She would constantly tell us how big her son was, meaning his genitals. I often wondered if there was something incestual about those comments.

I also wonder if Roger had first hand knowledge of this fact. But number one son got a girlfriend and moved out of state the first year we were together. I always thought of that as his great escape. I envied him on some level.

Aside from this family there was Karen. She was a young woman. She was a nurse. I liked her. We bowled in a bowling league together. She even asked me to take her to her high school reunion. She had one major flaw, at least to me. She was a racist and used the n word all the time. She also had a weight problem. But she was nice to me and I trusted her. She was genuine.

Maybe a quick description of myself is needed here. I weighed 150 lbs. I had medium length brown wavy hair and brown eyes. I wore size 30 501 jeans and stood 5' 10" in height, six feet with boots on. I was not muscular, but rather thin and scrawny. Looking back I was rather cute, but at the time I didn't think so. I looked like a Twink.

So where am I going with this? Our social life centered around these two women and our families. Once in a blue moon we saw his twin brother.

The phone is next. This is one of the secrets Fran kept from me. It is also what should have ended everything.