Growing up on a small farm in the Mid-West taught me a lot about farm animals, but I never thought that I would grow up to think like one. I learned that animals have a narrow mind because all they want is food and sex. They have no creative ability and would die if food and sex wasn't easily available.. My job as a farm boy was to make sure they had both. My dad and mom always told me that I should never grow up to think like a farm animal. They said that if I did they would lose all respect for me. My father not only was a farmer but he also was a breeder of livestock that won prizes at the state fair. My mother was a school teacher who had many of the things that she wrote published. I loved my dad and mom and promised them to be the type of person that they would be proud of. A few years latter I left the farm to make my mark in the big city.
I was hired as platform worker for an automobile manufacturer, the pay was good but the hours were long. After work I always had dinner and a few drinks at a local bar. One night as I was ready to leave, in walked the most gorgeous woman, our eyes met and we quickly knew that we were going to be lovers. After a week of a hot romance, she asked me to meet her five children. They were noisy kids but I thought she did the best that was possible. Her husband had deserted the family and she was supported by the state. Later I moved into her place and that's where my new life began.
After coming home from work I was hot and hungry, but I couldn't get near the shower because one or two of her children were always using the toilet. Her kids never provided any interest to me because they were wild and made a big mess. They were served dinner first and about time she was ready to serve me, the food was cold or burned. If I complained she angrily replied that the kids come first and that I should learn to be more understanding. I was angry but I also was sexually attracted to her, and I anxiously waited for her to finish feeding the kids so we could make love. The sex was great and even if the food was bad I had plenty of it.
One day it dawned on me while waiting for her to enter the bedroom that my life was focused only on having lots of sex and food. I was the person that my parents warned me not to become and I had no desire to better my life. If my dad and mom were alive they would lose all respect for me. Today I visited their gravesite and apologized for becoming worse than a farm animal. That is because farm animals have no chance to rise above their condition. I left their gravesite and headed north to the state capital where enrollment at the city college was opening. Never looking back only forward to becoming the person my parents would be proud of.
Retired and single recluse
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