LISA MARIE DEL ROSARIO, 25 years old, HRM graduate, working in Singapore for six years, went home in General Santos City for a vacation. She has a long wavy hair, 5’5” in height, and a vital statistics of 34-25- 36. And so, their story goes..
Lisa got Renan’s number from a common friend. She had seen him twice and is willing to be his friend. Lisa is a liberated woman and has an Indian fiancé left in Singapore. She works in three hotels as a front desk supervisor. Living independently and temporarily staying with her Uncle’s family in GenSan, she’s afraid of commitment for having a sister in Dubai who is separated. The Hi’s and Hello’s started it all. Singapore and jobs in Singapore sustained their communication. Then as time passed, the commitment as text mates was established. From text mates to friends, they shared insights about family, their likes and dislikes, their weaknesses and experiences too (family, work, travels, love life).
Eventually, texting became less challenging and expensive so they both agreed to chat. Closeness became very evident. They became intimate friends endlessly sharing ‘anything’ under the sun. Too much familiarity is indeed boring. Cutting the story short, Lisa started it all. Fascinated with her, he also became interested. Loneliness yearns for comfort and for passion. And since they were both lonely (maybe), they found each other. They shared ‘everything’ (as in everything!) using the technology available; in bed, in the bathroom, and wherever their sinful imaginations could reach. Often, the last question both of them ask each other is: ‘HAPPY?’, with a big yes as an answer of course! Passionately, Lisa would always assure him that she would do everything to make him hers, exclusively hers alone. Because of that enduring happiness, the plan to meet personally was set aside.
One time, Lisa dared to call and listened to his moans and etc. Lisa couldn’t help it. The emotions were overwhelming (killing her!). It felt ecstatic yet burns like hell! It was fathomless. Uncovering the mouth piece, she asked softly: Happy? Finally, for the first time he heard her voice over the phone, a very familiar voice. He was suddenly offline. Lisa cried.
It was a few minutes before my 36th birthday. We were chatting earlier until he told me to rest and get ready for my big day, ending our conversation with “I love you and I miss you”. My birthday was welcomed with tears: tears of joy because of my thoughtful room mates who surprised me at exactly 12:01 am and tears of jealousy brought by the ‘joke’ (if i may call it) I started. Call me a fool or crazy as I may seem to be and ask me if I am happy and my answer would still be: yes.
I called Renan. He was speechless. I asked him, “won’t you greet me on my big day?”. With tears in my eyes and a wavering voice, I told him how much I love him and I will do everything to make him mine, ONLY MINE. He couldn’t believe it. I accepted his apology. I apologized too. We talked and renewed our promises till dawn. That’s how we love each other. After all, he fell in love and in lust with the same woman.
lmdelrosario85@yahoo.com? yes Darling, IT WAS ME! ...your wife and at the same time, your mistress!
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