When Sully Met Harold

Contributor: Dave Riese - - A man in the gay fathers’ group is obsessed with Sully. “What man?” I ask. “Harold. You don’t know him.” Apparently Harold joined the group after I stopped going. I don’t recognize the name. He’s in his fifties and came out when he divorced his wife. Sully, in his late twenties, thinks fifty is old. At least I have three years to go. “He sits next to me at every meeting. Touches me whenever he has the chance. He’s not obnoxious about it. Barely brushes against me, little pats on my knee. And everything I say is the most interesting thing he’s ever heard.” Sounds like my ex-lover Karl at his smarmiest, I think. “And he kept asking me to come for dinner—” Obviously Harold recognizes a weakness when he sees one. Sully enjoys eating more than anything else. Even sex, I sometimes think. Just ask his waistline....
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