Below is a response to a response I received on Fetlife following this post which I posted there also. I thought I would repost it here to keep everyone in the loop.
Hello *********,
This isn't an imposition or intrusion at all. I welcome comments and thoughts.
I sway between two opinions regarding this event and those following. At times I am quite angry, and disappointed by my husband's lack of response, and yet at other times I am very calm about the entire happening. We see Roo each week on a Saturday afternoon after cricket. We haven't seen him or his wife socially since before Christmas. I can speak freely to him, he has sworn to both myself and King that he knows what he did was wrong, apologised profusely and swears nothing like it will ever happen again. So do I believe him? No. No way. I think that given 6 months, he will relax into stupidity again and would easily do something like that again. I know that I am never going to be left alone with him again, which isn't something I would want to happen, so that pleases me.
So I wonder if it's sometimes society's opinion on how King should have reacted that surfaces to my consiousness every so often. I don't really want to see him get into a physical confrontation with anyone, certainly not to defend my honour, so I wonder is it just a throwback emotion that my male should have stepped up, thumped his chest and scared off the intruder to his territory? Perhaps.
I know he has to get a number of things about our relationship, regarding outside people, organised and settled in his head. Maybe because i'm okay with the idea of playing with others on occasion, he didn't think it was as bad a experience to me as warrented a 'proper' reaction.
But you are right - we do need to communicate more, and better, and that's definitely on the to-do list this year to work on.
I hope to hear again from you regarding this and other things I post. I enjoy hearing other peoples opinions as they make me look more deeply at what I have written, and that is never a bad thing.
Twist
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
HNT - Half Nekkid Truth
The below photograph was taken less than half an hour ago.
Those are my delightful glass scales showing me two things:
1. I need a pedicure - stat!
And...
2. I need to seriously loose weight. I am approx 178cm/5'9ft tall, and as the scales show 111.4kgs. This puts my BMI about 35.5, and according to everything I've read:
If your BMI is:
Under 18 - you are very underweight and possibly malnourished.
Under 20 - you are underweight and could afford to gain a little weight.
20 to 25 - you have a healthy weight range for young and middle-aged adults.
26 to 30 - you are overweight
Over 30 - you are obese.
So there you have it, I am officially obese, though noone would associate that word with me if asked. Obese looks very different on different people, I may be brave enough to post proper HNT photos of my body this Thursday to show you my shape. Not what immediately comes to mind when you here the word 'obese' but clearly I should be worried into doing something about this.
So I make a promise to myself and everyone watching that I will bring my weight down to under 100kgs by my birthday, which is 2 months away.
Getting down to 99kgs will bring my BMI down to 31 which, while is still way too high, is a good start.
Stay tuned for regular updates and Half Nekkid Truth scale check-ins.
Those are my delightful glass scales showing me two things:
1. I need a pedicure - stat!
And...
2. I need to seriously loose weight. I am approx 178cm/5'9ft tall, and as the scales show 111.4kgs. This puts my BMI about 35.5, and according to everything I've read:
If your BMI is:
Under 18 - you are very underweight and possibly malnourished.
Under 20 - you are underweight and could afford to gain a little weight.
20 to 25 - you have a healthy weight range for young and middle-aged adults.
26 to 30 - you are overweight
Over 30 - you are obese.
So there you have it, I am officially obese, though noone would associate that word with me if asked. Obese looks very different on different people, I may be brave enough to post proper HNT photos of my body this Thursday to show you my shape. Not what immediately comes to mind when you here the word 'obese' but clearly I should be worried into doing something about this.
So I make a promise to myself and everyone watching that I will bring my weight down to under 100kgs by my birthday, which is 2 months away.
Getting down to 99kgs will bring my BMI down to 31 which, while is still way too high, is a good start.
Stay tuned for regular updates and Half Nekkid Truth scale check-ins.
Monday, February 1, 2010
Roo
Just before Christmas 2009, something happened that I'm not proud of. The only thing I did wrong in this occurance was to not be as protective of myself as I should have been. And even King maintains I did absolutely nothing wrong, not even that.
On December 23 I was the victim of a delusional friend of my husbands who I shall call Roo. I will start by saying that he didn't lay a hand on me, I got out of the situation before it escalated that far, but I have no doubt it would have, had I stayed.
Roo is somewhat well known in our group for sending women dirty and suggestive text messages - known to all but his wife aparently. If he targeted single women, fair enough, his choice. However he seems to get a kick out of going after the wives of his friends. When the messages started months ago, I initially encouraged them, amused and flattered by his interest.
Then it was taken too far - photographs of his cock were not something I needed to see, and certainly not video of him jerking off into a sink.
For the next short while all was quiet, with short lapses in his textual behaviour every few weeks. By December I really thought that he had learned to behave, King knew what was happening and the types of things he was sending.
So when Roo's wife asked us to house and cat-sit over Christmas and the New Year, King had no issue giving his approval. Roo and family were leaving Friday at 3am so King suggested I stay there on Thursday night and he would join me on the Friday after he finished work. I had a small amount of hesitation and after I discussed it with King, we decided that Roo wasn't stupid enough to try anything on me, especially as his 19 year old son would also be in the house. Boy were we wrong.
Before I'd even stepped through the door, it began.
His usual and expected greeting and welcome of "Come in if you're sexy and put out!"
It only got worse from there. Quickly plying me with numerous cans of beer in quick succession, under the excuse if showing me how the bedroom (in which King and I would be staying) DVD player works, he put on a (boring) pornographic movie. When I excused myself from the bedroom he began sending me text messages from the other side of the house, inviting me back to suck his cock and other such activities. When I refused, he proclaimed that he was going to jerk off to the movie regardless.
That would have been bad enough, but fine had he not come out to the lounge room clad only in his boxer shorts. He stood by the side of my chair and I quickly averted my eyes, though I could see his hands playing about the shorts. I cannot be 100% on if he removed his cock as I didn't look back for even a second, but I am 98% sure, as I know what he is like.
I left the house, taking with me the spare keys, dutifully fed the cats over the next week, but King and I didn't spend any nights there, no more that the necessary 5 minutes a day.
King has now seen and spoken to him 3 times since this incident, and has no inclination to tell him off or blow up at him for what he did. I don't know how to feel about it really, I just give King the reactions that cause the least amount of upset as I know that's what he wants.
On December 23 I was the victim of a delusional friend of my husbands who I shall call Roo. I will start by saying that he didn't lay a hand on me, I got out of the situation before it escalated that far, but I have no doubt it would have, had I stayed.
Roo is somewhat well known in our group for sending women dirty and suggestive text messages - known to all but his wife aparently. If he targeted single women, fair enough, his choice. However he seems to get a kick out of going after the wives of his friends. When the messages started months ago, I initially encouraged them, amused and flattered by his interest.
Then it was taken too far - photographs of his cock were not something I needed to see, and certainly not video of him jerking off into a sink.
For the next short while all was quiet, with short lapses in his textual behaviour every few weeks. By December I really thought that he had learned to behave, King knew what was happening and the types of things he was sending.
So when Roo's wife asked us to house and cat-sit over Christmas and the New Year, King had no issue giving his approval. Roo and family were leaving Friday at 3am so King suggested I stay there on Thursday night and he would join me on the Friday after he finished work. I had a small amount of hesitation and after I discussed it with King, we decided that Roo wasn't stupid enough to try anything on me, especially as his 19 year old son would also be in the house. Boy were we wrong.
Before I'd even stepped through the door, it began.
His usual and expected greeting and welcome of "Come in if you're sexy and put out!"
It only got worse from there. Quickly plying me with numerous cans of beer in quick succession, under the excuse if showing me how the bedroom (in which King and I would be staying) DVD player works, he put on a (boring) pornographic movie. When I excused myself from the bedroom he began sending me text messages from the other side of the house, inviting me back to suck his cock and other such activities. When I refused, he proclaimed that he was going to jerk off to the movie regardless.
That would have been bad enough, but fine had he not come out to the lounge room clad only in his boxer shorts. He stood by the side of my chair and I quickly averted my eyes, though I could see his hands playing about the shorts. I cannot be 100% on if he removed his cock as I didn't look back for even a second, but I am 98% sure, as I know what he is like.
I left the house, taking with me the spare keys, dutifully fed the cats over the next week, but King and I didn't spend any nights there, no more that the necessary 5 minutes a day.
King has now seen and spoken to him 3 times since this incident, and has no inclination to tell him off or blow up at him for what he did. I don't know how to feel about it really, I just give King the reactions that cause the least amount of upset as I know that's what he wants.
Insomnia
I found that it is quite frustrating when at 3am, King who I was sure was fast asleep, rolled over and asked if I was okay in quite a concerned voice. Apparently I looked like I was having a seizure. I'm not sure how amused he was at my response of "No baby, I'm just getting myself off!"
Well, a girl has got to have something to do when insomnia strikes.
Well, a girl has got to have something to do when insomnia strikes.
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