Ladies Man

At age 8, i made my first airplane trip, Ft. Lauderdale to L.A., alone. I was going from my home with my mother to visit my father. Mom said the first thing i did was eye the prettiest girl in the waiting area, sit down next to her, and choose her as my companion for the trip.

During our layover, this woman took me out for hot dogs, soda and candy. Then we rode next to each other the rest of the way to California at which point our affair ended and i was on to the Rancho Sante Fe.

Nell is both one of the prettiest ladies i know. She is also a pimp. Ladies love her and she loves ladies.

So, it was of no surprise when Nell told me that Miles is obsessed with older women, citing, “He Loves Tiffany’s daughter, Rebecca who’s 12.” Then she went on to tell me the following:

Last week Miles’ played with Nell’s next door neighbor Tommy. Tommy is Miles’ age. before becoming neighbors they knew each other from martial arts. Tommy’s 9-year old sister and her friend were also outside playing with Miles.

When it was getting close to bed time, Miles came inside, went upstairs and worked fastidiously for 30 full minutes. He was creating devotional art work. Finished, he raced downstairs, “Mama, I have this picture for the…for her..that is Tommy’s…what is her name?…the girl who is Tommy’s older sister?…and her Tommy’s sister’s friend.”

Though it was too late to go next door at that point Nell assured Miles they could go over the following morning and give it them. For now, he could just put it some place safe.

A few minutes later, Janine’s cousin and his 19-year old girlfriend showed up. Miles followed her around, showing off his toys and doting his childly attention on her. As they left he remembered the artwork. He ran upstairs and got it from its holding shrine at which point it was repurposed and given to Janine’s cousin to be enjoyed by him and his lady.

As Janine’s cousin pulled away in his car, he looked at the drawing of a rainbow and in his Bronx accent said, “He gave me a gay pride picture!”

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