I’ll do anything it takes to socially survive!

There's an old Barbadian saying: what sweetens rabbit's mouth eventually burns its backside.

By Stanley Collymore

 

Why didn’t you tell me that practically everyone knows

we’re having an affair and that you’ve been aware of

this for some time and have kept it from me? Do

you know how that makes me feel? Well, I’ll

tell you! I’m absolutely horrified. I am,

after all, a married woman with a family.

Just imagine what this revelation will

do to my reputation? And I do

dread to think what my husband

will do should he ever find

out; that’s providing

of course that he

hasn’t already

done so.

 

Then there are my children subjected as they no doubt

will be to the cruel taunts of their classmates. How

totally insufferable for them! And as if that’s

not bad enough I’ll now possibly have to

remove them from their private school

and humiliatingly send them to a

state one; and this after I’ve gone to

such lengths to get them into

the expensive private one

they’re currently

attending.

 

They’ll be utterly devastated if it comes to that,

as this was their main chance in life, even

if it meant their dad and me having to

pay through the nose to do so, for them to get a

decent education, good prospects jobwise as

well as a financially secure future, and not

have to rub shoulders out of necessity

with the growing number of Plebs

this country seems hell-bent on

producing or even worst still

the alarming hordes of

scrounging immigrants

whom we keep

letting into

it.

 

To say I’m furious with you is an understatement as you

faithfully promised me you’d be discreet; that no one

would ever know about us, just as you willingly

accepted my terms that our affair was simply

going to be a matter of reciprocal and

harmless fun between us with no

strings attached and providing us with the

respective excitement we both craved; in your case

rewarding your insatiable Lotharion propensity

to bed every available female you can and

on my part to use that same titillating

fondness of yours to gratify the carnal

desires you so easily awoke and

sustainably aroused in me and

which my husband doesn’t

and has never been

able to satisfy.

 

Now this; and all because you couldn’t keep your

mouth shut! For having ridiculously persuaded

yourself that you’ve falling in love with me

and delusionally convinced yourself as

well that I would reciprocate that

love you’ve taken to selectively letting others know that

we’re having an affair. Well I’ve news for you, that

affair is now over! What’s more I’ll passionately

and persuasively lie to my husband, close friends,

work colleagues and everyone concerned, if

I have to, that you’re a fantasist looking

for the main chance, and with your known

sleazy reputation and lack of breeding

who do you think they’ll believe?

A working class, lascivious

loser like yourself or me

with my key social

connections?

 

© Stanley V. Collymore

18 October 2013.

 

 

Commentary:

This hypothetically stated scenario is in reality, one way or another let’s be perfectly honest about it, replete across the country either in terms where the individual reading about it is personally involved or at the very least knows someone that is. However, judgmental analysis aside by those who’re into that sort of thing, it’s none the less what keeps our society interestingly if at the same time hypocritically sane, or at any rate thereabouts!