|My parents told me I was special. School came easy and I excelled. I was the best and brightest in my class. I was offered the best jobs at the most prestigious institutions. I have always received preferential treatment. Rules don’t apply to me. I am special.
My wife is a scientist. Maryanne fell in love with me when I was teaching at Cornell. We married when she discovered she was pregnant. Our son Emile was born seven months later. We are together for our son. Maryanne keeps hoping for more than I can give.
I like women. I like the feel of their bodies. They are like a drug and I am hopelessly and gloriously addicted to them. Women are drawn to me and I don’t resist. I don’t feel any guilt because I am special. My parents said so.