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First published July 6, 2018
And now, at the age of twenty-five, I was now the newest member on the biggest team of children’s movie animators in the world.
My dad was exactly like that.
Even though he was older, he was still cute. His salt and pepper beard had been downright intoxicating. And those eyes! He had mossy green eyes, the color of dirty pond water.
After I’d divorced my wife, Frankie had come to live with me.
Beatrice had really done a number on me,...
I was in my mid-twenties, single and a virgin.
Along with my social ineptitude, I also had deep-seated issues with my own self-confidence. I didn’t have any. I never had.
While I was gone, and I’m pretty sure even when I wasn’t, she fucked anyone and everyone and then blamed me because I cheated.”
“Did you cheat?”
“Can you blame me?”
“I didn’t actually cheat on her, though,” he admitted. “I got close to someone that I considered a friend. I was happy just being her friend. She was a student at a nearby college. It was the only sliver of happiness that I had outside of my daughter.
“You’ve never had a blow job before?” I asked, eyes wide. How had we gotten on this subject? “No,” he admitted. “Beatrice didn’t do those.” “But you’re…how old are you again?”
I was not overweight, per se, but I was on the verge of being embarrassed about my size.
On the verge, meaning, I wasn’t quite there yet.
In my mind, I was more like an Oompa Loompa than I was a person, but, since I was five-foot-three and wore a size eight, I was realistically more of a normal size than I visualized myself as being.