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“Babe it’s not what it looks like!”
Babe, it’s not what it looks like … I never understood why people who got caught cheating said those 7 words.
Babe it’s not what it looks like.
BABE no es lo que parece
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Even if you said it in Spanish, Latin and Zulu. Babe it’s not what it looks like will always look like what it looks like!
How can you be bent over holding onto the headboard of the bed we bought from Ikea, built together, slept in, had sex in, made and raised our kids in letting another mad put his privates in your ass and turn to me and say ‘it’s not what it looks like’?
“IT LOOKS LIKE YOUR FUCKING ANOTHER MAN IN MY BED!” I found myself yelling as the two men jumped out of the bed, my husband grabbing the sheets to cover up a penis I’ve seen more than a hundred times with the sheets I had just bought from family dollar.
And here was the other man jumping up and grabbing his pants and covering himself also. If he wasn’t clearly gay and fucking my husband just minutes before I’d compliment him on the way he was hung but right now was not the time.
I inhaled deeply and closed my eyes as if that would cause them to disappear.
“We were just--”
“YOU WERE JUST LETTING THIS MAN STICK HIS PENIS IN YOUR ASS!”
“Why are you yelling babe?”
“Don’t babe me.”
“Why are you yelling though?”
“I think I should go.”
“You’re not going anywhere!” I said pointing my index finger at the other man with my right hand. My left hand went up to my purse strap as it sat on my shoulder and just my swift hand movement caused a negitive reaction.
Next thing I know the other man was yelling…
“She has a gun!” And yelped so loud I thought a cat was being strangled. My husband even jumped and fell to the ground.
After 10 years of marriage, he knew damn well I did not own a gun. So for him to fall to the ground was pure childishness.
“Get up,” I perched my lips. “Both of you get up!” They stood to their feet. The other man stood up and the red in my eyes that was about to cause me to black out and slaughter the both of them ceased when I got a better look at who the other man was. I swallowed hard and rubbed my eyes. “Nick?” He opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out.
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