The War Over The Witness
by, August 12th, 2008 at 10:04 PM (334 Views)
So here it is. This is a blog about a woman who fascinates me more than any woman I've ever met in my life. Love? No, but perhaps a chance of that in the future.....I would say ABSOLUTE lust at this point.....and completely spellbound. And tonight, I had forged plans to watch Funny Games with her, and show her two of my short films that I have made. She is the ONLY woman, who actually gave two shits about them, and asked to see them. But alas...she told me no. She had a meeting, to be held in a dank ceremonial shithouse called Kingdom Hall...for the NEXT THREE NIGHTS. She is a Jehovah's Witness, and I've been fucking the shit out of her for days now.
I have been BEAMING with glee over the last few days. Before I get to why, here's a brief background: she is to be baptized soon, something that takes painstaking commitment in her congregation. She is also married, waiting on a spiritual divorce, because it was her husband that left her because she would not give him head, because her religion forbids this. She cannot divorce him until he lays with another woman. So if this retard doesn't get laid for years, she cannot lay with another man. At work, she is dubbed, The Untouchable. Seriously. She's sleek, MADE for the runways, one of the most beautiful human specimens I have ever laid eyes upon. This is a warehouse, where strong men work every day, good looking men who are bigger, better looking than me, and they try. Well, it's clear to most of you who know anything about me, that where they fail, I will succeed, because I transcend Man. I had to work harder at it than I'm used to, or like, but I scored a simple date with her...."hanging out", as she called it. So we did, and two nights later, I fucked the Unholy shit out of her. Broke her. Now....months ago, I was still recovering from a sexual injury (my ex threw a barbell on my balls) and would struggle to be the lover that I once was. But alas, my penis was magnificent, and I was like a Phoenix erupting from the ashes, and the Glory was mine. I was a magnificent lover, taking my time, giving her the tenderness that women yearn for, and brutalizing her enough for my own satisfaction. She bled. She wept, cried even. Told me that she was confused, had these feelings for me, that she had never experienced before. I left...I left when she needed me, to be held, to be consoled. I kissed her forehead and left, while she ran to the door, and actually cried for me to stay. Ah...
Ladies and gentlemen, my heart pulsed with excitement, and I was in love with this thing. I had broken her will, in record time, I had the Queen, I had laid my hands upon The Untouchable.
It's been a struggle, I won't lie. She's in a cult. I've learned about the Witnesses, and I've grown concerned for her. These people do not celebrate their own birthdays, celebrate Christmas...they gather all the time, like afraid people do, to keep status quo. But just today, she tells me...."Jesse, I think I love you. I'm so scared, because I really think you are the best thing in my life right now."
She walks with me. Holds hands with me. I have slept with several women at the workplace, mind you, so it eats them up, too. I have been on an absolute high the last few days. I have so many girls angry, hurt, clamoring for my attention, I see one sobbing at her desk, and leaving work early, because I flaunt my conquest with Mandy in front of the world to see.
I win. You all lose. This is natural selection, and I am stronger than you all, better than you all. I am a natural winner, despite my flaws, and you are natural losers, despite your advantages.
I am your fucking God, bitches.
Yes...so she tells me today, that she is leaving it up to me to ask her out again...ordinarily I don't like to do this. I feel that if you like me, and want me, it's up to you to ask me. Come to me, and I'll getcha if I can. However....this woman has a spell over me, so I compose this beautiful email....tell her she doesn't bother me, tell her that I think about her all the time, that I am drawn to her, and we will go out tonight.
Well guess what? No go.
She has a meeting with Kingdom Hall....a Jehovah's Witness thing. Not just tonight...but for the NEXT FOUR NIGHTS.
I do NOT get put off for shit. Understand? I do NOT get brushed off for ANYone, including Jehovah. ANd you know? I played it cool with ol' Jehovah. Not any-fucking-more. I declare war, by making it an official document right here, that I am declaring War on Jehovah, and anyone who walks with him. I will take this bitch's soul, and I will eat it and spit it the fuck out and stomp on it.
Jehovah's about to get SCHOOLED. And if NOT? If Jehovah wins? If she does not leave the congregation, this precious creature, that has stolen my heart like no other woman has even dared to compare to? I'll join Jehovah. I'll become a Witness. Because, if this bitch comes into my life, and draws me in, and then spits me out? I'll know Jehovah came to kick my ass, because of all the bad shit I've been doing lately.
You read it here first. It's war. And there are two souls at stake. I'm dead fucking serious.