Chapter 4: Playing the Game
I hid from her in the halls, stayed out until late at night so we wouldn't pass each other in the mailroom. I tried to mask my yearning for her touch by trying to get what I needed from Kyle. But Kyle was a man, and not a particularly interesting one.
He was an old friend from college, tall and with a good head of hair (and an incredible six pack). But he didn't challenge me, and the s*x was as nice as his smile: Enthusiastic, yet absent of charm.
I broke it off with him when my pastor convinced me that I was just using him to avoid settling down. "Why do we stay with lovers that don't stir our ambitions?" Pastor Jim asked me. "Are you going to marry him?"
"No," I replied.
"Do you see any future with him at all?"
"No," I replied.
"Then it is vanity," he s
