6- LOUIS

In my very well lived thirty-seven years, I have never had a fit of jealousy.

N.E.V.E.R

Had I been the recipient of attacks of jealousy? Ugh, of course. I could even accept that not only did I received jealousy from the women I dated because more than one had given me a nice and painful punch to the nose, I had received at least a dozen slaps and I think my head was the recipient of more than one high heel.

And when I finally become interested enough in a woman to make her jealous?

I was ignored.

Totally, and completely ignored by her.

I had wandered whenever I could with every woman who came at me in front of her nose, and although I could notice certain changes in her features, I didn’t get the reaction I wanted from her.

Ah, but that wasn’t all, no.

The worst of all was that when I barely see said woman being touched by an insignificant man... boom! Jealousy attack in sight.

And what had my first jealousy