I know enough about him now not to take this shun personally. I am just one in a long line of old acquaintances that he has been forced to forget.
Had I known his reputation for being a liar and a flirt, perhaps I would have been better prepared for the games he played with me. Had I read "The Game" by Neil Strauss I may have been wiser to the techniques he employed to reel me in; I'd have known that the profile I created, stating that I was happily married and not looking for extra marital 'fun', only served to make him more determined to break me. He liked a challenge.
The fact that I was hundreds of miles away helped him avoid temptation and made it less likely for his cover to be blown. Embarrassingly for him, I like a challenge too.
He always claimed he wouldn't meet as he was afraid of what might happen. More specifically, he was convinced we would end up in bed together! Perhaps in his mind it was OK to indulge in cyber sex, but meeting in person was a step too far. Strange how a hand posted invitation to his office weakened his resolve. It would have been nice to think that our rendezvous was agreed to for my sake, but I am well aware that his sudden change of heart was purely a means of damage limitation on his part.
I'm sure the game was fun for him whilst he was in a position of power; saying and doing exactly what he liked without any repercussions; proving his mojo; having his ego massaged. I wonder how he achieves that now. No doubt there are plenty of other mugs lurking in cyberspace who are filling the void in his life. I don't know who to pity more. Still, no matter what he says to them, there'll always be the cliched get-out clause, "I meant it at the time".
I'd hoped that one day, Lee might have had the courage to say that to my face, but I can see now that he doesn't have the strength of character. He'd rather get his formidable wife to do his dirty work.
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