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"I think so. But let me ask you a question."
"What’s that?"
"Would you bring your other woman, not saying that you got another woman, but would you bring her to your house to have sex with her?"
"No."
"Even if your wife said it was all right?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"That would be too disrespectful."
"That’s exactly my point, and I’m getting tried of it."
"You shouldn’t have to put up with that."
"It’s gotten to the point where they don’t even try to hide it anymore. It’s like she doesn’t care about my feelings."
"She?"
"She," I said, and looked Devin in the eye, and waited to see his reaction.
"You are—" he started, but I saved him the trouble.
"Let’s just say I like people."
"I see."
"I don’t like labels, so I don’t apply them to myself. That way, I don’t apply them to other people."
"Very enlightened attitude."
"Does that bother you?"
"Does what bother me?"
"You know what I mean," I said, and took a playful swing at him. "Does it bother you that I like having sex with women?"
"No. Not at all. This may come as some surprise to you, but I like having sex with women too. So no, it doesn’t bother me at all. That is, as long as you like having sex with men, too."
"Yes, I like having sex with men too. And why do you care? You should only be interested in having sex with one woman, and that’s your wife."
"My wife died recently."
"I’m sorry, I didn
’t know."
"I don’t like talking about it."
"I understand completely. We’ll talk about something else."
"The subject we were on was fine with me."
"What; me liking sex with men too?"