Good day Confessors, it’s that time again. Today’s juicy
morsel comes all the way from rainy London England. A lady that calls herself
Karen is in need of our forgiveness, not that forgiveness from us is
particularly important. We need to forgive ourselves first and foremost, anything
can happen after that. Anyhoo; back to the matter at hand, this is a great
story so jump in, and be sure to let us know what you think in the comment box
at the end. Enjoy….
I want to confess something I did about 11 years ago. When I
was 16 I left school without much in the way of certificates and what I did
have was worthless. Over the following year after leaving school I spent all my
time looking for a job. I lost count of the amount of interviews that I had. No
one would hire me because I had no qualifications and no work experience. One
day after yet another failed interview, I bumped into a friend of my parents. I
had known him all my life and had often visited his home with my parents. He
said he was on his way home and would I like to come for a coffee.
I was cold, tired and hungry so I went along gladly. When we
got to his house he made me a lovely cup of hot chocolate with whipped cream on
top, and a grilled chicken sandwich to go with it. We sat in his kitchen
chatting quite comfortably for a couple of hours. When I said I needed to go he
told me I could stay a while longer if I wanted to and he would give me a lift
I told him that I really needed to go so he went and got my
coat. He held it out for me to put it on and when I put my arms in he put my
coat around me and pulled me back towards him. He started touching my breasts,
at first I pulled away but he pulled me back and said he would make it worth my
while. He touched me all over my body and I just stood still. After a while he
said he wanted to have sex with me, that’s when I got scared. I pulled away and
ran across the room. I told him there was no way I would have sex with him and
I told him if he tried to force me I would tell is wife.
He panicked and begged me not to tell his wife and I asked
him how much it was worth. He pulled out his wallet and handed me £300. I had
never had three hundred pounds in my entire life. I told him I didn't want a
lift and I ran out of the house. I went home and hid the money in my bedroom.
About a month or two later I saw a course I wanted to take at my local college
but I did not have the money for the fees.
I hit the streets even harder looking for a job. The dead
line for applications for the course was fast approaching and I still did not
have the money and that’s when I thought of him. So the next weekend I called
him and asked if he was alone, he said his wife had gone to visit her mother
and would not be back till the next day. I went to his house, but that time I
had a plan. I asked him for £600 and to my amazement he just handed it over. I couldn't believe it but I quickly put the money in my purse and told him he could do
whatever he liked.
He started kissing me and soon after we went to his bedroom
and he undressed me. I was lying on the bed and he was kissing me all over my
body when my phone began to ring. He told me not to answer it but I said I had
to. I grabbed my phone and it was my best friend. I had a brief frantic
conversation with her then I jumped off the bed and began dragging on my
clothes as quick as I could. He kept asking me what was wrong and when I was
almost dressed I told him my sister had been in a car crash. He offered to
drive me home but I said no and ran out of the bedroom, he tried to follow me
but couldn't because he was not dressed.
When I finally stopped running I jumped on the firs bus that
I saw, and I called my friend and thanked her for coming through for me. You
see I had no intention of having sex with that man; I just wanted the money for
my college fees. I knew that it was not likely that he would give me that kind
of money without sex so I made up a story and told my friend to call me at a
specific time and make it sound like an emergency.
Carol I am ashamed of what I did but doing course at college
allowed me to build a good life for myself. I am now a very successful interior
designer, and I honestly do not know what would have become of me if I had not
taken that course. I sincerely hope that God will forgive me and I hope “that
man” will forgive me too.
*Shaking my head vigorously* that’s cold Karen, that’s real
cold. Tricking a man into giving you 600 pounds, and at the tender age of what
16-17? Makes me wonder what you would do for money NOW if you were desperate.
Anyhooo!!! Obviously I cannot chastise you without having
some serious words for the child molester you got the money from. That man
wants stringing up by his testicles for prostituting a young woman. All I will
say is you obviously understand the wrong in your behavior and that’s good,
but “the man” was also very wrong so I hope you will not continue to beat
yourself up over this and just let it go. And please…..if (God forbid) you
should ever fall on hard times again, do not regress to that kind of behavior again, there is always a better way.
So over to you folks….
Is Karen doomed to be a gold digger for all time?
Should she forget the past and move on?
OR should she start a clandestine affair with “the man”?