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Another story from my bachelor life... I had just landed a job and finally gave my little bedsitter a proper makeover. Money wasn't a problem then—I had a 32-inch Sony Bravia TV, a Sony soundbar, a four-gas cooker, and crisp white bed sheets that made the place feel like a mini apartment. I was enjoying the fruits of my hard work. One evening, a lady friend came over around 9 p.m., saying she just wanted to see where I lived. We talked, laughed, watched TV, and before we knew it... it was midnight. Now remember, I was living in Kayole. At that hour, taking her home would have meant risking a trip to Sayuni and back in the middle of the night. So we agreed she'd spend the night. She took the couch, and I slept on my king-size bed. Nothing happened between us. She was simply a friend, and we respected each other's boundaries. Looking back, I sometimes wonder how many principled single men would have made the same choice—but for me, self-control and respect mattered more than the moment. To be continued... 👀