Why I Hit Myrtle...

Daisy, Daisy, Daisy. I just kept hearing her name and I was tired of it. That is when I snapped. I do regret hitting her. A gentleman should never hit a woman, but I was fed up with her. She needed to learn to keep her and Daisy separate. She was just my mistress, not my wife. Why couldn't she get that through her head? She didn't need to mock me by saying Daisy's name over and over. Slapping her seemed to be the only necessary option but I didn't think the consequences through. I guess I should have thought that through better, but I didn't. When people don't do as I ask, or push me, I push back, and they pay the consequences. Slapping Myrtle wasn't the best option, but it did shut her up. It's not like I go around saying George multiple times so why can't she just hold her mouth. Well I guess now she won't say Daisy's name. I just hope that I didn't ruin whatever it was that we had. After all, she should forgive me. She clearly likes me enough to go behind her husband's back to be with me. One slap hopefully won't change that. Maybe she learned her lesson though, and won't go throwing around Daisy's name again. If she does, there is no promising what will happen to her. I can't have her running her mouth and risk letting this affair slip. Women just need to learn when to shut up.

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  1. Angela BoerenMay 15, 2018 at 5:55 AM

    Interesting how you’ll explain why you slapped me here, but not to my face. Maybe if you learned to use your emotions with me, and stopped treating me like an object, we could have talked through our issues. Violence is never the option. And Tom, sweetie, you broke my nose. It wasn’t JUST a slap. I guess I’ll forgive you but, only if you buy me another puppy.
    See you later,
    Myrtle

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