Women in my life part I

This is inspired by an article in this months Esquire.

Freshman year.

Lori offered me every part of herself, in a way no woman before her had, but all I wanted was a friend; when I repeatedly refused to take her in a physical way, she cut me out of her life. Alicia, for one drunken hour, I was your attempt to make him jealous, it did not work . . . oh how I paid for that. Sarah was an amazing enabler, and looked like a grown version of a cupie doll; for reasons to be explained in a later post/year, we no longer talk. Joelynn was a holdover who willingly provided an outlet for many of my sexual desires; I made a complete mess of her; she was married with a child within a year. Melinda was five years my senior, and I did not love her, my only regret is that she found out at the least opportune moment. There was the nameless woman who boldly asked me to accompany her to her sorority dance; I left with another; the last time I saw her, she stared at the side of my head with an intensity that chills me to this day. Jenny took advantage of a drunken me, it required my first AIDS test, I will never forgive her for that. I never worked harder for any woman as I did for Rochanne; I loved, and pursued her in an unhealthy way . . . we destroyed each other for years.