The other woman...
I never thought it would happen to me.
I mean, i've always been the faithful type. I've always thought that i'd never want someone else while I was in a loving, stable relationship. But for quite some time now i've been hiding feelings that have been eating away at me from the inside. These feelings have taken my mooshy heart and blended it into a horrible, twisted, pulpy energy drink of infidelity.
Initially I thought that this wasn't the best place to be revealing these personal thoughts, but then I realised that it's this kind of thing that Livejournal has built its very foundations of. The bitterness, jealousy, anger and sorrow of everyday internet folk are the steel beams holding this community aloft. So here I am, informing the world of my crime of love.
This other woman, she's a brunette too. She has that keen fashion sense about her where she can wedge in between "smart-casual" and "lesbian power-suit" with absolute ease. In fact, I rarely see her wearing anything other than her smart business jacket, and this kind of strange neck warmer thing that looks like it wants to strangle her.
Hrmm, I hope it's not hiding an adams apple.
The thing I love best about her is that she's always so helpful. She's always looking out for me, and she always lets me know what my options are without beating around the bush. If I ask her for something and she can't do it, she doesn't ever get angry, she just smiles and lets me know that i'm out of luck. I always feel like I understand her, she's a "tells it like it is" kind of woman. She's not much of a conversationalist though, I always seem to do most of the talking.
There's only one thing i'm not entirely happy about though, and that's the fact that she's been with a LOT of people before me. I'm talking men and women, probably in equal amounts. Shit, i've even heard stories that she can't refuse people of just about any age, and while it makes me a bit sick, who am I to judge right? As long as nobody is getting hurt then it's cool? Yeah, I thought so too.
So far i've been seeing her (ok ok, I may as well give out her name, it's Michelle, she works for Westpac!) at least once a week for the last few months. Our visits are always brief, and usually in fairly public places so i'm always left wanting more. I need more.
It feels pretty good to get all this out really, but i'm sorry for the people i'm hurting with this revelation.
I took some photos too, so here they are. Ladies and Gentlemen... meet Michelle:
Isn't she great?