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Wait a minute, you're probably thinking, what's Gilda doing in here? Isn't she, like, not into guys? Well, the OP didn't specify lovers (if it did, nearly everything here would apply to Grace anyway . . . except the obvious exception of the penis, but then, there are substitutes for that), but back on topic. I've got my brother Boris and the male friends I've had.
I love how he's protective of his little sisters, even though we're both older than he is.
I love how, even though he's about as mainstream sexually as they come, he doesn't give a damn that we aren't.
I love his sense of humor.
I love how he can sling Sissy over one shoulder and me over the other and cruise around like we're a couple of sacks of potatoes.
I love how he flirts with my wife whenever he's around.
I love how men think my liking comic books is cool rather than weird.
I love how they'll go out of their way to open doors for me and how I've never once had to carry my books more than ten feet on campus once a guy sees my broken arm.
I love how it's possible to be friends without getting competetive (an advantage of all opposite-sex platonic friendships, I think).
I love how they're not afraid to act like little boys when they're feeling silly.
I love it when they get suddenly shy when talking to me.
Gilda (former man-hater)
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