In one of my early relationships the girl used to dress me up and buy me
things. She would bring me food and give me love. People would look at
the two of us in sympathy with everything we saw. I never wanted
anything as she would buy whatever I needed. She would phone me in the
evening on hearsay and buy me caviar. Or take me to a restaurant off
Broadway. We never ever argued. We never calculated the currency we'd
spent. Sometimes I'd look at her and think to myself that words mean so
little and money less
when she's lying next to me. She also paid my rent. It was so easy.
It had taken a couple of weeks of negotiation but Joe finally got the deal he wanted and drove out of the dealership in his brand new Explorer. His girlfriend knew his real motivation for buying a utility vehicle was because he loved to go four-wheeling on Saturdays with his friends and felt a little conspicuous when he was always doing the "riding" and never the driving. Joe arrived and ran into her house as excited as a nine-year-old boy with his first bicycle. Mary was working at her computer as Joe came up behind her, gave her a big kiss on the cheek and said, "C'mon, c'mon, let's go! Let's go for a ride." They jumped into the Explorer and headed out of town. After a few minutes, Joe pulled over to the side of the road and invited Mary to drive. She got behind the wheel and found that she really enjoyed the sensation of sitting up so high with a great view of everything ahead of her. Joe instructed, "Hang a left here" and as Mary follow...
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