This story is about failure and what might have been. Most of you have probably had way more sex than me in your life. I was a late bloomer. No sex in high school, I didn’t lose my virginity until I was 19 and I was in Soteria house, my first group home.
Than after Soteria House, I was put in a psyche ward. I always had a thing for older women and in the ward, some 30 year old CUTE, CUTE, women liked me. Ester. She was this petite brunette with a cute smile and she would fawn over me. I was only there for a week and half and she gave me he phone number. Then I was put in a long term locked psychiatric hospital and for some reason I still don’t fathom, I never called her. Oh well, my loss.
But I used to get weekend passes to visit my parents. My parents lived in an apartment. They were older at this time. I was 21 and they were almost 50. But they made friends with the young couple across the hall. Now, I’m not a mean person but this couple was, well, not the best looking people. Less than average looking. They were about 30 years old. But the women had a sister who for some reason was very cute. Looking back she was a little insecure, a little bit of low self-esteem, but older women were especially exciting to me at that age. And miracle of all miracles, she liked me!
But this story is about failure. So my parents started seeing them. On my weekend passes I would go across the hall to the neighbors house for dinner or a party. I remember getting drunk there once, the ONLY time I got drunk during that 8 month period when I was hospitalized. But anyway, we started doing things with them. We went to a poetry reading, we played tennis. They knew I was living in a hospital but it didn’t have any bad effect on them. Well, the friendship evolved. THEN, I struck gold (almost).
The sisters both wanted to visit me in the hospital, just them. No parents, no husband. Now like I said, this girl was cute and she liked me and reading between the lines, I was about 50% sure it was going to turn into something, well, …sexual. I was 21, she was 30. Man, I wanted it to happen. But my mom read between the lines too and she nixed the whole visit. I know she thought it would embarrass her if I did something with the girl and then my mom had to live 5 feet away from the couple. Man I was bummed, opportunities like that rarely happen to me. That was 35 years ago, and I’m still mad at my mom for that!