Post by Freya Davis on Jul 8, 2010 10:38:56 GMT -6
Megan: Holy moley I feel like I just had the worst nightmare, Freya.
I stand up from my kitchen chair. Freya looks at me like I have no idea what I'm talking about. We were just sitting there having some tea and chatting about her recent life decisions when I realized something.
Megan: I'm sick of people.
She looks at me a little confused and I really can't find a way to blame her for it. Sarah and Jennifer come rushing up to me, wanting to sit on my lap. Since I did sit back down I suppose I could have them up there. One on my left knee and the other on my right. Reminds of the other night when Brad told them a story. That makes me smile. Freya looks at me wanting to know what I meant.
Freya: Well do you plan on telling me or should I just assume things?
I let out a quick chuckle before preparing my thoughts to get my speech ready.
Megan: Don't get me wrong, I love people but I hate the people that keep saying trashy things about me. I've had relations with two men in my life. TWO! And that second shouldn't even count because of how and where it happened. But nope, now I'm just some slut who takes in random black guys from the street every night. Yep, that certainly defines who I am. Nothing but a black guy lover with no devotion to my husband what so ever.
Freya nods her head in understanding. I know she doesn't get the flak that I does but she gets what I mean.
Freya: Yeah, it is a little uneasy to hear comments like that. Though I notice you didn't say anything about what people assumed you and Natalie do.
Megan: Well we have permission from our husbands to do such things. It's not like we're sneaking around. If they're gone we can do what we want as long as we record it for them to view later. To me that's a healthy thing in a relationship. But I guess that's just me and no one else...
My voice trails off trying to stay calm while my girls are around. I really don't want them hearing this but it seems like a hang around mommy day for those two. Jenny pulls on my shirt and looks up at me. I fake a smile for her and glance down.
Jennifer: We hungry.
Megan: Alright, what would you two like for lunch?
Sarah: MacCheese!
They both know to hop down from my lap. More footsteps are heard as Lilly and Lacey certainly heard the words Mac & Cheese. Yep, they appear at the table now too. Freya is an angel and helps them with their booster seats. Brad walks down with Ryan and Kaylee, knowing that it's time for their lunch. I get a few boxes out because it looks like Brad wants some of this.
Freya: Hey you mind if I can see if my boys can come. I don't know if Joe is here or not with them.
Brad: He left with 'em a while ago. It is his day.
The look on Freya's face breaks my heart. At least she realized her problems before it was too late. She sits next to Lacey who starts to poke her in the stomach, trying to make her aunt laugh. Brad surprises me by getting out a giant pot and filling it with water.
Brad: Figured you could use some help.
Megan: Thank you. I need my big, strong man to carry that heavy pot of water.
I know that'll make him feel good. He sets it on the stove and gets it started. I look over at my family, only one piece missing but he's probably hanging out with his girlfriend. Nope, I spoke too soon. There they are. Chris sits down at the table and I realize we are running out of space. Oh well, I love this. It's my first job. I begin to get other things ready while I cook. Call me a whore if you want but those people at the table know who I really am. A mother and wife.
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"So far I'm getting blown away with everyone's originality concerning me. Has everyone called me a whore now that's in this match? I don't want to leave anyone out because that'd just be rude and everything. I guess no one really gets anything ever because you're all so concerned with how other people view you. Listen, if I blew more then two dicks in my life I wouldn't have a problem with being called a whore. But seeing as how I've been with two men and one of which doesn't really count, how does that make me a whore?
Oh I'm a whore because I love my husband? I'm a whore because I love being with him. Do you people know that he really puts a hundred on ten when it comes to our sex life? We have six kids under five and it's very, very time consuming and leaves us tired at night. Then factor in working out and other various tasks through the day and where do we have time to screw three times a day like Brad claims? He's just making himself look like a stud.
I mean he is a stud but we just don't have the energy to go at it that much. Tell me have any of you tried to chase down a hyper two year old? How about a three year old? Four year old maybe? All signs are pointing to no. It's tough juggling these two jobs. Raising children is a full time job that we don't get paid for but the payoff is what makes it great or horrible. So keep calling me a whore and you'll find out what happens when I get mad.
You've all seen my husband get mad. He drove a spike through his own brother's hand because of that anger. Me? I've never really gotten mad at anyone in my life because it's just not in my nature but the way I'm getting treated around nCw by my peers is slowly causing my anger to rise. I don't even know what'll happen if the flood gates open up someday. It sometimes scares me because I've just never tapped into that emotion really.
Though, ladies, I gotta say that all of you have your strengths and your weaknesses. Take Tara for example. You want to call someone a whore? Call her a whore. I've seen her leaving an arena with more men the anyone else. Angel, do you know that she used to mess around with Spike? Just thought you should. Why anyone would want to have sex with a woman who's been with him is a little strange. But Tara, hon, you do have a lot of wrestling skill.
But you just lack it right now. What it is, I do not know but you're lacking something to make you the face of the women's division. I know you'll get there one day because you are that great at wrestling. I just don't agree with how you act about it or who you are in general. You still have my stuffed bear you bitch! GIVE IT BACK THIS WEEKEND!
Now as far as Maria Williams is concerned. Lemme just start out with a who and then finish with a what now. You're the wife of Joe Everyman, check. You implied I have sex with guys for gas money, check. You sound like the whinest bitch in the world, check. Or should I say strike. Maria, I really don't know much about you because, well, my husband thinks that your husband is by far the biggest waste of space on this planet not named Spike.
You spend half your time complaining about the Knite family and all that hoopla. Wow, great job, that'll really make your match look important and why people will want to sit through it. I hope someone breaks your neck so we don't gotta deal with you anymore. Yeah, I just heard you and I can already tell you're just one of them women who sit around and do nothing all day but think about cheating on their husbands while giving that big speech about not wanting to do it.
Seriously, what does Joe Everyman have to offer?
Malice, if I offended your family then I apologize. Family means the world to me and if I took it a step too far then I'm sorry. I just find you to look like a creepy little girl who is gonna steal my soul for kicks and giggles.
If I forgot anyone else, well, there's always a next time. Mark my words, ladies, that on Sunday night even if I don't win, I win. How? I still get to go home to a family that loves me and understands me. A family that doesn't think I'm a whore. I get to go home to the only man that I'll ever need. I'll admit that one time with Lexington Steele was a GIANT mistake. I don't even know why I let Brad talk me into it in the first place. Anyways, I'm bound to have more on my mind.
Peace."
I stand up from my kitchen chair. Freya looks at me like I have no idea what I'm talking about. We were just sitting there having some tea and chatting about her recent life decisions when I realized something.
Megan: I'm sick of people.
She looks at me a little confused and I really can't find a way to blame her for it. Sarah and Jennifer come rushing up to me, wanting to sit on my lap. Since I did sit back down I suppose I could have them up there. One on my left knee and the other on my right. Reminds of the other night when Brad told them a story. That makes me smile. Freya looks at me wanting to know what I meant.
Freya: Well do you plan on telling me or should I just assume things?
I let out a quick chuckle before preparing my thoughts to get my speech ready.
Megan: Don't get me wrong, I love people but I hate the people that keep saying trashy things about me. I've had relations with two men in my life. TWO! And that second shouldn't even count because of how and where it happened. But nope, now I'm just some slut who takes in random black guys from the street every night. Yep, that certainly defines who I am. Nothing but a black guy lover with no devotion to my husband what so ever.
Freya nods her head in understanding. I know she doesn't get the flak that I does but she gets what I mean.
Freya: Yeah, it is a little uneasy to hear comments like that. Though I notice you didn't say anything about what people assumed you and Natalie do.
Megan: Well we have permission from our husbands to do such things. It's not like we're sneaking around. If they're gone we can do what we want as long as we record it for them to view later. To me that's a healthy thing in a relationship. But I guess that's just me and no one else...
My voice trails off trying to stay calm while my girls are around. I really don't want them hearing this but it seems like a hang around mommy day for those two. Jenny pulls on my shirt and looks up at me. I fake a smile for her and glance down.
Jennifer: We hungry.
Megan: Alright, what would you two like for lunch?
Sarah: MacCheese!
They both know to hop down from my lap. More footsteps are heard as Lilly and Lacey certainly heard the words Mac & Cheese. Yep, they appear at the table now too. Freya is an angel and helps them with their booster seats. Brad walks down with Ryan and Kaylee, knowing that it's time for their lunch. I get a few boxes out because it looks like Brad wants some of this.
Freya: Hey you mind if I can see if my boys can come. I don't know if Joe is here or not with them.
Brad: He left with 'em a while ago. It is his day.
The look on Freya's face breaks my heart. At least she realized her problems before it was too late. She sits next to Lacey who starts to poke her in the stomach, trying to make her aunt laugh. Brad surprises me by getting out a giant pot and filling it with water.
Brad: Figured you could use some help.
Megan: Thank you. I need my big, strong man to carry that heavy pot of water.
I know that'll make him feel good. He sets it on the stove and gets it started. I look over at my family, only one piece missing but he's probably hanging out with his girlfriend. Nope, I spoke too soon. There they are. Chris sits down at the table and I realize we are running out of space. Oh well, I love this. It's my first job. I begin to get other things ready while I cook. Call me a whore if you want but those people at the table know who I really am. A mother and wife.
-----
"So far I'm getting blown away with everyone's originality concerning me. Has everyone called me a whore now that's in this match? I don't want to leave anyone out because that'd just be rude and everything. I guess no one really gets anything ever because you're all so concerned with how other people view you. Listen, if I blew more then two dicks in my life I wouldn't have a problem with being called a whore. But seeing as how I've been with two men and one of which doesn't really count, how does that make me a whore?
Oh I'm a whore because I love my husband? I'm a whore because I love being with him. Do you people know that he really puts a hundred on ten when it comes to our sex life? We have six kids under five and it's very, very time consuming and leaves us tired at night. Then factor in working out and other various tasks through the day and where do we have time to screw three times a day like Brad claims? He's just making himself look like a stud.
I mean he is a stud but we just don't have the energy to go at it that much. Tell me have any of you tried to chase down a hyper two year old? How about a three year old? Four year old maybe? All signs are pointing to no. It's tough juggling these two jobs. Raising children is a full time job that we don't get paid for but the payoff is what makes it great or horrible. So keep calling me a whore and you'll find out what happens when I get mad.
You've all seen my husband get mad. He drove a spike through his own brother's hand because of that anger. Me? I've never really gotten mad at anyone in my life because it's just not in my nature but the way I'm getting treated around nCw by my peers is slowly causing my anger to rise. I don't even know what'll happen if the flood gates open up someday. It sometimes scares me because I've just never tapped into that emotion really.
Though, ladies, I gotta say that all of you have your strengths and your weaknesses. Take Tara for example. You want to call someone a whore? Call her a whore. I've seen her leaving an arena with more men the anyone else. Angel, do you know that she used to mess around with Spike? Just thought you should. Why anyone would want to have sex with a woman who's been with him is a little strange. But Tara, hon, you do have a lot of wrestling skill.
But you just lack it right now. What it is, I do not know but you're lacking something to make you the face of the women's division. I know you'll get there one day because you are that great at wrestling. I just don't agree with how you act about it or who you are in general. You still have my stuffed bear you bitch! GIVE IT BACK THIS WEEKEND!
Now as far as Maria Williams is concerned. Lemme just start out with a who and then finish with a what now. You're the wife of Joe Everyman, check. You implied I have sex with guys for gas money, check. You sound like the whinest bitch in the world, check. Or should I say strike. Maria, I really don't know much about you because, well, my husband thinks that your husband is by far the biggest waste of space on this planet not named Spike.
You spend half your time complaining about the Knite family and all that hoopla. Wow, great job, that'll really make your match look important and why people will want to sit through it. I hope someone breaks your neck so we don't gotta deal with you anymore. Yeah, I just heard you and I can already tell you're just one of them women who sit around and do nothing all day but think about cheating on their husbands while giving that big speech about not wanting to do it.
Seriously, what does Joe Everyman have to offer?
Malice, if I offended your family then I apologize. Family means the world to me and if I took it a step too far then I'm sorry. I just find you to look like a creepy little girl who is gonna steal my soul for kicks and giggles.
If I forgot anyone else, well, there's always a next time. Mark my words, ladies, that on Sunday night even if I don't win, I win. How? I still get to go home to a family that loves me and understands me. A family that doesn't think I'm a whore. I get to go home to the only man that I'll ever need. I'll admit that one time with Lexington Steele was a GIANT mistake. I don't even know why I let Brad talk me into it in the first place. Anyways, I'm bound to have more on my mind.
Peace."