I was involved with a married man for over six months. He treated me well and it seemed like he couldn’t get enough of me. I tried my best to get as many material things out of him as I could.
I wanted a 50-inch flat-screen television for the holidays, but he refused to take the credit out in his name. I only got the deposit and now I am left with an additional debt which I can’t afford. But now I am embarrassed as my friends are bad-talking me because I used to brag to them about my conquest.
During the week before Christmas, I was out shopping with my man at one of the leading supermarkets. He had sat through three hours of me getting my hair extentions done and was now pushing the overflowing trolley.
I suggested we obtain some takeout lunch as we both were tired and hungry.
All the niceties were on that trolley, including the “big mouth drinks”, but I was unaware of the embarassing moment that awaited us. As soon as we were finished packing our groceries into the car and I entered the car, gently putting away our meal, his wife suddenly appeared like a raging bull.
He started to hyperventilate. I was actually dragged out of the car and my lunch and handbag thrown at me.
This man didn’t even defend me. Nor was he interested in how I was getting to my destination. He drove off with his wife.
During the festive season he never called to express any kind of sentiments. He has since changed his phone numbers and email and has avoided me and my friends like the plague.
If I knew he was going to treat me like this, I would have arranged the curry sauce to suit, because he relished it.
I went to his wife’s workplace to drop off a bag containing a letter exposing all that went on with us, along with his bath trunk, toothbrush and a few other things.
He has threatened to kill me if I don’t keep away from his wife; the same wife he has cheated on, lied to and disrespected.
He disrespected her so much that we even used to have unprotected sex.
My friends have advised me to go to the police because?I am not from here. He told me I am the greatest mistake of his life.
My advice to my countrywomen is that the men only use us because they are looking for erotic, sexual acts that we so readily provide. But when their wives find out, they have all kinds of regrets, beg for forgiveness and bolt out the door.
Bajan men are no good and are boss liars.