No! Come back here, yeah! Come on, now, look into my eyes. Tell me, what do you see?
I see the reflection of my beautiful appearance.
I am not going to look into your eyes to tell you that you are beautiful. I would look into your eyes and in your eyes I would see me, the beautiful me.
Earlier today in your tan linen shirt and white linen trousers with cute flat leather slippers just like I like, you pulled me into your arms, looked into my eyes, pulled me back and slapped me hard on the cheek. I bruised inside and tighten my eyelids afraid that blood would be what would run from my eyes down my chin. That, I cannot bare for you to see.
Yesterday it was calm, one of the calm times we share together, wrapped up in each other with you beautifully stroking my hair while we flick from Family guy to South park. Well it was that until you got a call from her. Your wife. I already knew not to make any sound because as it is you are meant to be in Beijing.
Last night while I thought we would make love but you my dear started slow and ended with me hurting all over with bruises all over my body. We started like this and I loved you for it. I loved that you are the animal you are but last night I understood why I was bruised, I know I shouldn’t have asked you if you wanted a glass of juice while you were on the phone. Truly I thought you were off the phone, I had no intention interrupting your call, I feel no jealousy for your wife, true saying, I feel sad for her because I know you treat her like you treat me but I know she can’t handle you. I don’t understand why she cannot just let you go, let me have you because I understand you better.
Today I look into your eyes and I tell you I am beautiful, that is what you want to hear, you say you love the combination of my green, purple and red face. You always said you loved the rainbow. I know my colours are not of the rainbow but honey, same difference. I wished so much that it could have been, we could try tonight darling.
Of course honey bun, we could try tonight but unfortunately I have to go back to my wife, she went into labour this morning, I think she is born so I need to go see what I have this time around. If she’s a girl, I would name her after you gorgeous and I would make her my little girl.
NB: This is 100% fictional. I love writing in first person. actually as it is, all my stories are in first person.
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Wednesday, 16 July 2008
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24 finger tappings:
1st here...yes
Why do people choose this?... *sighs*...all i see reflected 4rm both of them is sadness...her acceptance of his abuse is blinded by her greed 2 stay with a married man... It binds her progress...calamity will surely arise 4rm his greed 2 have his wife, kids(s) and her...*sighs*... the human heart is hard 2 fathom. Well penned lighty.
I for say when did Lighty become....
The other woman- a concept most people have tolerated and accepted. quite sad and shameful!
@ shubby...hmmn!!! na wa oh! this one am seeing u errwhere...ok!
Lighty baby lighty...
wow...mehn...this is...
*does the tufiakwa fingers*
May I never end up in this situation as a married man mehnn...
-that ending was totally unexpected! Great writing. I envy all of you that dare to try your hand at fiction. I havent been brave enough yet...
Great piece
but hmmm love sha, e be as e get!(lol)
How can i still remain with him when i know my position/stand?
na wa!
Na wa o.
Stolen meat tastes ever so sweet.
@shubby doo... of course u're first. well done. lol.
well to be honest i av no idea how they would end their relationship because this is extremely messed up. however it will be, am thinking she'lld be stuck with him 4 a long time.
and did u notice she said she cannot wait 4 his wife to leave him?
how about him leaving his wife? its like she knows already that he would never.
i say both of them are crazy.
and na me write am ohh. lol, but i write then enjoy analyzing my piece, partly because i never know where am going when i start writing or how it'll end. but this piece is crazy.
@bumight... me ke, i go beat myself sef. na menh! am too confident to end up in such a situation i believe so much in loving myself.
people that end up in situations like this center their world around others. thatz why they are fine doing being there.
@charizard... chari baby chari... wetin dey???
lol @ u doing the tufiakwa fingers.
well it lies in ur hands, there is nothing like temptation oh, so when u get married my dear, u just sit home and make sure u dont go chasing skirts.
you'll do just fine.
@NDQ... this is how u do it, just start writing and when u finish read what you just wrote. if it makes sense to you, it makes sense to every1 else. thatz wot i do. try it.
@darkelcee... wuld u even call this love??? i say the man is a greedy animal, the lady is as insecure as they come. i dont think she knows any better. he may have taken her heart and twisted it in his arms while kissing it. i say she is confused as to what love really is.
@30+... funny though that this particular stolen meat is a sour piece, i dont think she knows what sweet taste like. she prolly never had sweet.
altogether, sad situation.
babes, i don carry cane dey come ur house b4 i see d disclaimer, lollll
newayz both the man n his lover'll definitely get wats coming to them.
*hiss*
@LG... lol haa haba, like i made comment t above, i am not insecure ohh. na only insecure women dey inside this soup.
wotever it is, they mos def see it coming.
Hmmm, interesting...I got a twist at the end as though it was a guy, not a girl that the 1st married man was cheating with, and he was also married. Was that your intention? Or am I just reading it wrong?
@archiwiz... not at all ohh.
hint: remember him saying if his kid is a girl he would name her after her???
lovely, but there is a place around the childbirth section that looks like its a woman talking...
Feel sorry for the lover, being beaten without the benefits...kai...so not worth it...
@afrobabe... uhn??? which part be that one ohhh??? e bi like say u go read am again ohhh.
definitely not worth it. at all.
@lighty - i noticed o! Why women stand happily 2 collect 'i dash u jara love' & then actually believe in his 'i sound u cos i want 2 do/ be better' mantra is lost 2 me. *sighs*. Continue with your tori jo...
Why would a woamn want to stay witha a married man I camnnot understand.
Cant help but notice that you live in the UK. You must have been hearing all sorts of lame and ridiculous chat-up lines. Could you share some with us on my blog?
Thanks a bunch.
colours of the rainbow??? this was beautiful pretty pebbles...
this is great in a sick twisted way. For the fact that is fictional but you were able to convince us that you knew about this situation one to one is amazing...beatiful write up
I have come to realize that most girls like to feel hurt and pain..sad
@shubby... well isnt that how funny life is???
@kay shawn... see that married man matter, it is for those girls to understand, na dem sabi sha.
ahhh chat up lines, deffo now... ill go round and see wot i can do.
@baroque... yep! colours of the rainbow.
and thank u sweetie u r far too kind.
@zephi... very sick and twisted dearie.
well i still cannot comprehend why women would want to be hurt and in pain.
i dont know wot kind of joy they are getting from it ohh but may i never see such joy.
aaaaaaaaargh cheatin spouses! im so freaked out by the thought of marriage!
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