One evening many years ago, I received a phone call from a woman who was disguising her voice by whispering. Having played many tricks on my friends and had a few played on me I assumed it was another of the same. She asked me how I was said that she got my number by trying different combinantions of numbers and that I was the 5th person she had called but others had been mean to her. I thought "how original, but weak" But I didn't know who it was yet so I played along. She wanted me to have phone sex with her. I talked up a storm, had a good laugh and told her I had to go. I figured that I'd figure out who it was soon enough.
She called again 2 days later. I had forgotten the incident (women no comment). She wanted the same treatment. I insisted she drop the charade and confess who she was or was working for. She claimed innocence. We had rough phone sex.
On the third occassion, I was really annoyed because I really could not figure out who this person was. I had not given my name and I revealed very little about myself. I decided to seek details of this person. She was older than me, lived at home, was at University, and whispered because her parent had not given her permission to use the phone. She broke up with her b/f 6mths before and was lonely hence the decision to call around trying to find someone who would talk to her. I was sceptical, but played along to try and figure out the deal. I talked with her for awhile but could not break her story. I told her we couldn't continue like this. I wanted something substantial. I needed to put an image to the voice. Hell I needed to hear the voice and not a whisper, moans and grunts. I let her down nicely, I thought, and with dignity (pat on the back).
3 weeks later my brother asked me who is the weird friend I have that keeps calling me and wanting to have phone sex. He had been complying in my absence, doing me a favour he said. I explained and said he should run her cause this was madness.
She called a few weeks later and I asked her why she can't follow instructions and get a life. She was hurt, she said I normally treat her so nicely and now I am being mean. I hung up and called my dear brother. He said "she just want a likkle company man. Stop being so mean". I asked him to stop encouraging her cause I cussing her off if she call back.
Months passed and my memory was dulled. Until....... "I tried to stay away but I just couldn't (whispering)..... "Damn girl, what is your problem? Stop whispering!!!! (shouting) I can't hear you." I was brutal. I was annoyed. She caught me at a bad time in my life as well. I didn't care much how she felt. She kept calling back, even after I hung up. I couldn't shake her. So I decided that we would have to meet so that we can take this relationship open. She resisted, till eventually she agreed ( I hung up each time she said no).
I told her I would wear one colour and wore another. I told her one time and got there late/early so that I could see her before she saw me. I also was sketchy with my description. 3 times she never showed and called with excuses. Now she was in charge.
Then a man called identifying himself as her brother. He apologised for his sister's tardiness/abscence and explained that she was shy. I asked him if he was for real. He explained that our relationship meant the world to his sister...... WTF!!!!!
I foolishly tried to explian to him that there was nothing there, assuming that he had been misled by his sister. Turns out that he is psycho too. How do I attract so many of them!! 'Fools seldom differ' comes to mind. Thank goodness for C&W bullying us into voice mail. He had set up the voice mail for their phone so I was able to get his name. I tried to have their number blocked. The phone not in my name so I couldn't get them to do it. My mother was away studying and I didn't fancy explaining to her how I got myself into this mess.
Months passed, calls began again. I thought of the ineffectual Police. I decided to get caller ID so that I could avoid answering when they called. I cussed her off time and time again. Then I got indifferent. She accused me of being unkind and not understanding her situation. I was silent. She wanted to know what would happen to us.......... I had a few choice words but kept them to myself.
She stopped calling. She should have finished university soon after that. Her brother did. I saw his name in graduation programme as we played that year. I wish her well and apologise for my part in creating and maintaining the fiasco.
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