Keeping Two Women Takes A Lot Out Of You. I'm Tired, Worn Out.

I am getting old, tired. Twenty five years ago I messed around with a young intern. She got scared and went to my wife. My wife took her side, they ganged up on me. I moved out, saw my wife in my own house, and left to see my intern. She knew where I was going, my intern knew where I had been. They talked, compared notes.

One day along the way the intern did get pregnant. My wife took her in, so she wouldn't be alone. Now when I went to see my wife I looked at the intern before I went into the room with my wife. My wife sat in the living room waiting when I was with my intern, and went into comfort her after I left. They had an arrangement.

That pregnancy is now a twenty two year old daughter. She grew up with two mothers. She saw me come and see her mothers. I'm getting old, it's getting to me. I'm too old to pay them the right kind of attention. They don't miss it, they have each other.