Wednesday, August 11, 2010
for pain or pleasure
i think it was last weekend that i stayed over at amos', to maximise whatever time i have left. the morning after, i encountered his sister on my way to the toilet - without so much as a 'good morning', she blurted out coldly 'did you ask your parents for permission?' i muttered yes, rolled my eyes and went on my way. on second thoughts, i should've replied 'of course not' and winked at her - i think that might just set her off. too bad, slow-working brain in the morning.today, in his room, amos told me that after i went home, his sister complained to his parents about me staying over, and he got told off by the parents for being 'immoral' etc. in response i told him i would start moaning fuck me very loudly and see what would happen. mostly, he stopped me, because, as he rightly argues, he would be the one facing the music, not me. and besides, why further wreck my so-called indecent reputation for nothing at all?
and i think, i don't care anymore. i should like to let them know that i've had other boys stay over before and have their over-imaginative minds compensate for the action i did not get. today it struck me that his family will be the kind which, if they have a daughter who gets raped, the mother-father-karen ensemble will likely disown her for shame.
except for my family's lack of salvation, im glad not to have been brought up in a stifling christian home environment. God knows there are more repressed souls suffering under the yoke of religion than being free from the weight of sin.
