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<blockquote data-quote="Marguerite" data-source="post: 336930" data-attributes="member: 1991"><p>You reminded me of another incident - when husband & I got engaged. We had planned it for some time, he had saved up for ages to get the perfect ring. We had designed it together, shopped around and finally settled on one store which claimed to have a high quality of diamond. They were smaller diamonds but the trade-off was colour and clarity. No flaws. Whatever - I was happy. It was the ring we'd designed together and that made it our ring.</p><p></p><p>There had been a time when I had wondered if my flatmate (male) carried a torch for me - too bad, husband was on the scene. Then after that my flatmate (who was a closet transvestite, but straight) asked my help in "dressing up" and doing makeup. So I lent him my clothes and used my theatrical skills to do his make-up.</p><p></p><p>Then my flatmate came home with a new girlfriend. She was a strange one. Very possessive of him, very controlling. "Don't tell her about the cross-dressing," he said to me. But she found out and got very angry with me, blamed me for corrupting him. No way, he had been a cross-dresser when I met him. But because I had helped him with clothes and make-up, she claimed I had been "encouraging" him. Fool... I had actually been trying to help him get it out of his system, if that were at all possible. That was a relationship doomed to failure.</p><p></p><p>Then they got engaged. Very suddenly. She made a big show of the ring, made a very loud noise about how her diamond was bigger than my diamond. husband quietly commented to me that it was no wonder - the diamond was a lemon yellow with a dirty great carbon speck in the middle. But still she crowed, and we didn't say a word about specks. She wouldn't have cared, anyway - to her, it was all about who had the most carats.</p><p></p><p>Shari - go flash that trash. In every sense of the word! Enjoy... and let your friends enjoy too. YOU know the truth, that is what matters.</p><p></p><p>Marg</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Marguerite, post: 336930, member: 1991"] You reminded me of another incident - when husband & I got engaged. We had planned it for some time, he had saved up for ages to get the perfect ring. We had designed it together, shopped around and finally settled on one store which claimed to have a high quality of diamond. They were smaller diamonds but the trade-off was colour and clarity. No flaws. Whatever - I was happy. It was the ring we'd designed together and that made it our ring. There had been a time when I had wondered if my flatmate (male) carried a torch for me - too bad, husband was on the scene. Then after that my flatmate (who was a closet transvestite, but straight) asked my help in "dressing up" and doing makeup. So I lent him my clothes and used my theatrical skills to do his make-up. Then my flatmate came home with a new girlfriend. She was a strange one. Very possessive of him, very controlling. "Don't tell her about the cross-dressing," he said to me. But she found out and got very angry with me, blamed me for corrupting him. No way, he had been a cross-dresser when I met him. But because I had helped him with clothes and make-up, she claimed I had been "encouraging" him. Fool... I had actually been trying to help him get it out of his system, if that were at all possible. That was a relationship doomed to failure. Then they got engaged. Very suddenly. She made a big show of the ring, made a very loud noise about how her diamond was bigger than my diamond. husband quietly commented to me that it was no wonder - the diamond was a lemon yellow with a dirty great carbon speck in the middle. But still she crowed, and we didn't say a word about specks. She wouldn't have cared, anyway - to her, it was all about who had the most carats. Shari - go flash that trash. In every sense of the word! Enjoy... and let your friends enjoy too. YOU know the truth, that is what matters. Marg [/QUOTE]
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