I realize that the important women in my life, my secretary and my wife, are very much cut from an identical mold. When the fabric of life was laid out, it seems that the seamstress in the sky looked over and said, "Yes. There’s Jim. I will give him this pattern for his women. In order to not distract him from those important things he must do, I will give him the no frills pattern for a woman."
When my mind takes this tract, I wonder who is getting all the frilly women? Why them and not me? Why should I not get the excitement of wild hot colors of cloth covering my women? Better yet, hot see-through lace lying lightly across them? Judy is about ten years my wife’s senior. Except for that difference, the similarities are startling. Judy, like my wife, is attractive and well formed. No added meat on these women of mine. But, alas, also no added sensitivities nor sensual delights that a man can manipulate in his mind. No frills here. Just the basic model. Made to give years of maintenance free service.