Wednesday, January 05, 2011
Behind Blue Eyes - Part 1
Recently I became embroiled in a nasty e-mail dispute with gorgeous, busty Christina Carter. One of her admirers, Bob, encouraged me to confront her in person. He scrawled down her address and handed it to me. I stared at him. "She is never going to look the same again." I told him in a flat tone of voice. Bob said nothing. I turned on my heel and headed out the door. Forty five minutes later I was ringing Christina's doorbell. She answered immediately and I could see a tightly contained ferocity lurking behind her pale blue eyes. Without a word she ushered me inside and shut the door behind us. Then I heard her slide a deadbolt into place. "Oh, how cliche." I thought to myself. The woman had obviously been watching too many westerns or listening to way too much Kenny Rogers music. I turned to face her. She stood with her arms folded tightly across her chest. Our eyes met. I glared at her for a few long moments before shaking my head with contempt and then looking around the room where we were standing. A sofa with a shabby, old slipcover sat in the corner and a large, framed photograph of a pair of dice graced the wall behind it. A Kmart-esque room divider stood in front of another wall for no apparent reason. Complementing these tawdry furnishings was a fake plant perched atop an end table partially covered in peeling paint. I glanced at the ground and saw a stained expanse of black industrial carpeting. "You live in this shithole?" I asked Christina incredulously. "You are more interesting than I thought. I would have bet my life that your home environment would be just as visually pleasing, well-maintained, and utterly boring as you are." She gave me a long, evaluating look before speaking in carefully measured tones: "Listen, you dumb cunt." she said. "I don't live here. Bob would never give my address to some stupid trailer trash whore like yourself. We are here to fight." She then pointed over my shoulder and announced: "There is a camera right behind you. Bob is watching our every move. Why don't you turn around and say hello to him?" Startled, I whipped my head around to see that a video camera on the wall did indeed appear to be filming us. Before I could say anything Christina lunged at me, knocking both my legs out from underneath me. The battle was on! For the next 30-40 minutes each of us seized the upper hand on numerous occasions. Every time this happened the dominant woman would address a few comments to Bob through the camera. I have to admit that Christina proved to be a great deal more dynamic and powerful than I ever could have anticipated. A lot of fury lurks beneath her cool, graceful facade..
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