(Almost) Perfect

He was (almost) everything I wanted.

Strong in mind and body. Smart. Good-looking. Passionate. A gentleman.

We talked about everything from social issues to gentrification, community-organizing, history, sports.

I was impressed.

I don't remember the last time I had such an intellectually stimulating conversation (with a man not my boss). I felt a little excitement growing in my belly.

He seemed to be the total package: beauty, brains and class.

Then he mentioned his two kids.

damn.

But I was even more disappointed when I met the woman of the house...