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Origins #9

16 Feb

So, I’d just kissed my boss’s  daughter.

After a long, intense kiss we separated. Rene, who had only seconds before been kissing me back with some serious passion, stopped and said:

“Oh, it’s complicated. Oh my god, it’s so complicated. I’ll have to break it off with [some guy’s name].”
“What do you mean?”, I asked her.
“Who kissed who? Did you kiss me or did I kiss you?”, she asked, ignoring my question in the process.
“I kissed you”, I explained.

I don’t think I’d ever seen her smile quite so fully before as she did when I told her that. It was the same sort of smile you’d expect to see on someone who just won the lottery. Clearly Rene was happy that I’d kissed her. I was too because I thought we could finally cut all the bullshit.

“Oh my god. It’s so complicated.”, Rene said again.

I figured she was talking about the fact that I worked for her father. I was under no illusions as to how complicated it was. I’d had a lot to drink but I knew exactly what I was doing when I kissed her and I knew what I was risking. I avoid drama as best I can, but everyone once in a while, when I think it’s worth the stress, I dive in head first anyway.

I kissed Rene because I thought it was worth it. I felt a real chemistry with her and after all that build up, all the flirtation, and keeping my guard up for so long that she ended up literally crying in my lap because thinking I didn’t like her, I thought it was the right thing to do. Yeah, it was complicated because her father was the owner of the company I worked for and her sister managed my office, but Rene’s family all liked me knew me well enough by that point to know I’d treat her properly. Yeah, it was a risk, but I thought I’d been reasonably careful about the whole thing.

“It’s OK, Rene. It’s really nothing.”, I reassured her.

I remembered that my phone had been going off before we’d kissed. I checked it quickly to find a bunch of messages from Angelica asking if she should come around. For the briefest of moments I considered that threesome I’d been cheekily hinting at earlier at dinner, but common sense prevailed and I replied to Angelica telling her that Rene was in a bad way and I was taking care of her.

“It’s so complicated”, Rene repeated, putting her hands either side of her head.

You don’t have to sleep on the couch

“It’s cool, Rene. We’ve probably just had too much to drink. Let’s just chill out for the rest of the night and figure it all out tomorrow”.

I wasn’t exactly sure what she thought was so complicated, but kissing my boss’s daughter was more than enough drama for one night for me. I wanted to sleep on it and deal with it all in the morning when we were sober, so I explained to Rene that we should call it a night. I offered to pay for a cab but Rene pointed out that she’d have to come back the next day to pick up her car anyway, so it’d be easier for her if she stayed over. I told Rene she that was fine, that she could take my bed and I’d crash on the couch.

“You don’t have to sleep on the couch”, she told me, to which I replied, “I reckon it’s for the best.”

I’d washed my bedclothes earlier that day, so Rene and I had to grab the bedclothes out of the drier and make the bed. She was practically giddy as we dressed the bed. I told her she’d be comfy in the bed and that I was going to take a shower before crashing on the couch. Rene suggested that we could share the bed and that it’d be fine. I reiterated that I didn’t think it was the best idea. Rene seemed to let it go and asked if she could borrow some clothes to sleep in. I grabbed up one of my favourite shirts and a pair of shorts for her, knowing they’d fit her about as well as a tent. Considering I’m 6’3″ and she’s about 5’6″, it was the best I could do.

I told her to get changed while I’m in the shower because I’d have to come back in to grab a few things before heading to the couch. Off I went to have a shower.

I really wasn’t expecting anything to happen that night. I figured the kiss was more than enough, especially considering how complicated Rene seemed to think it all was. Still,  you can be damned sure that I cleaned myself up as if I was getting ready for a date anyway. I double washed everything, especially my fun bits. My semi-intoxicated brain was coming up with all sorts of imaginary scenarios, such as Rene sneaking in and joining me in the shower, and yeah, I definitely liked the thought of something happening but I knew it was a bad idea. But just in case, I not only applied a bit of deodorant, I went the whole hog and applied my favourite aftershave too. Purely precautionary, of course.

I put on my and undies and pyjama pants (they’re not really pjs, just some comfy, loose fitting tracky dacks) and knocked on the door that joins the bathroom to my bedroom.

“Come in”, Rene said through the closed door.

Mere Male

Upon opening the door I was greeted with a sight I was definitely not expecting. There, on my bed, laid my boss’s daughter with a massive grin on her face. That massive grin might have had something to do with the fact that she’d chosen to go without the monstrously huge shorts I’d offered her and was instead in her underwear, and was currently pulling the shirt I’d provided her all the way up to her neck to ensure I got a full view of her ridiculously beautiful breasts. I want to make this clear, I’ve seen plenty of boobs in my time and I’m not easily wowed.

Rene’s were so astonishing that I blanked out for a second and came back too as I slid head first across my bed, face first into Rene’s stunning northern territory.

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I had a few twinges of “Hey! What are you doing???!!!! THIS IS A BAD IDEA!!!” firing off in my head, but that background noise was easily drowned out by the sounds of the horn section from the heavens. Honestly, I know I sound ridiculous but think about it from my perspective. I’d put in a lot of effort to make sure I wasn’t doing the wrong thing, I’d tried to do the right thing at every turn (for the most part) and here in front of me was a stunningly beautiful girl whom I’d had a crush on for quite a while beckoning me into bed with her. I’m a good guy but I can only resist sooooo much.

Don’t worry though, you’ll get to laugh at my foolishness as the story unfolds, you can be sure of that.

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Heavy petting

Look, I’m not going to go into heaps of detail here. I’d prefer to leave it at the phrase ‘heavy petting’, but some of the details become relevant later on, so I’ll have to fill you in on them, but I’ll do that in the next installment of my ridiculous story.

Crazy bitch tip: Don’t hook up with your father’s employee unless you’ve thought it through, and especially don’t do so when you’re already seeing someone else.

Caitlin Stasey and Bindi Irwin

26 Jun Caitlin Stasey's boobies

As an Australian, I am bound by law to have a soft spot for every Aussie that makes their way onto the world stage. Fortunately, in the case of Bindi Irwin and Caitlin Stasey, I wouldn’t have been able to avoid having a fondness for them anyway.

See, don’t go telling anyone but I actually went through a phase when I would watched Neighbours semi-regularly. I guess it was on at a time that sort of synced in well with my life at that point. Y’know, get home from work, sit around for half an hour while trying to recover from the day and passively stare at the glowing box as it pumps out a story so generic that even my burned-out, overworked brain could keep up.

I don’t remember exactly when that was but I do remember Caitlin Stasey and I remember thinking that she’d be a truly beautiful woman in a few years. Well, time has passed and you’d be hard pressed to find many blokes who don’t think Caitlin Stasey is a good looking woman, I mean, seriously:

Come on, there's no denying Caitlin is easy on the eyes.

Come on, there’s no denying Caitlin is easy on the eyes.

So there’s Caitlin Stasey, an Aussie pushing her way up the ranks towards Hollywood stardom. Sure, I don’t really give two shits about the stars of Hollywood and all that celebrity bullshit but seeing an Aussie excel in her chosen field gives me a case of the old warm-fuzzies. Good for her, I say. Read ahead and I’m sure you’ll understand that she’s probably quite offended that the only thing I really know about her is that she’s beautiful but then again, the only reason I’ve heard of her is because she was on a TV show, and I’m sure a big part of the reason she was chosen to be on that show was for her looks, so I don’t really feel so bad about it.

Then we’ve got Bindi Irwin. If you don’t have some affection for Bindi Irwin, you might just be a stone. We all remember Steve Irwin, aka The Crocodile Hunter. His unbridled enthusiasm and all-consuming love for animals was intoxicating and he was one of the few Aussie icons since Crocodile Dundee to remind the rest of the world that Australia is a pretty gnarly place. Here he is:

What a bloody legend! Bindi is his daughter and she’s grown up in the public eye and done a great job of picking up where Steve left off by continuing to spread the word about how important conservation of Australian wild-life and habitat is. Here’s a snippet of Bindi from a few years ago:

Cute as a button! It’s not like Bindi Irwin is really on my radar, she’s just one of those names that pops up occasionally and makes me think how awesome it is that she’s got some of her dad’s exuberance and is progressing the family message of conservation. How do you not admire that?

 Recent events – Caitlin

In recent days our beloved Caitlin has started making some waves by becoming very outspoken on Twitter. Here are few choice examples:

 

“OH MY GOD VAGINA MIGHT GOBBLE UP THE RAINFOREST IF MISUSED OR USED TOO OFTEN! THAS HOW PREMARITAL SEX KILLS, DAWGS” – Caitlin Stasey

“I appreciate your desire to take my sex agency from me AUSTRALIA but I’m too busy slinging dick, punching pussy and doin general housework” – Caitlin Stasey

“She came, she saw, she fucked, she owned it, she conquered” – Caitlin Stasey

“So eat a dick” – Caitlin Stasey

“Dear God, plz plz plz give me a retweet or a follow back. ARE YOU NOTICING ME?! I LOVED YOU IN THE BIBLE! cmon u’d be nothing without me!” – Caitlin Stasey

“Am reduced to a pervert almost permanently” – Caitlin Stasey

Be a living example of what you believe @freethenipple

Be a living example of what you believe @freethenipple

” – Caitlin Stasey

So… that raised a few eyebrows around the world. Media ogranisations started ramping up the story and turning it into articles like this: Former Neighbours star Caitlin Stasey made out to be a ‘bizarre, raving, sexual lunatic’. Caitlin appears to have been bothered by these stories. Check out the rest of her Twitter feed to see the various ways in which she’s chosen to address these things.

Recent events – Bindi

Bindi Irwin recently made a bit of news lately too. Here’s what she said brought about all the attention:

“I’m a big advocate for young girls dressing their age.

I mean, for me, I look around at a lot of young girls that are my age and they’re always trying to dress older. Whether it’s wearing revealing clothes or hardly wearing any clothes at all, I feel really bad for them.

It kind of has the opposite effect in some ways … it kind of does the opposite where it makes you look younger and like you’re trying too hard.

I almost wish I could tell young girls, ‘look, in 10 years when you look back at yourself, you’ll cringe honey, honestly’.

A lot of times I want to grab these girls and say ‘look … in 10 years you’ll regret this. Just dress like who you are. Don’t try so hard. A pair of jeans and a T-shirt is just as gorgeous and even makes you look classier’.

I look at adults and they say ‘when I was young I was wearing blue eye shadow’ and I’m cringing. So to be able to have that outlook on life is such a blessing and I’ve gotten that from my mum especially.

The way I choose to dress, I want to influence other people around me I suppose.” – Bindi Irwin

Bindi Irwin isn’t yet 16 years old but seems to have a lot of things figured out and has done so well ahead of the standard maturity curve. There’s a bit more detail on this in this article if you’re interested.

Recent events – Caitlin V Bindi

In case you didn’t pick up on it, Caitlin is pretty upset with, well… everything. The subject of the majority of her statements however, appear to be focused on pushing feminist ideals. And hey, I say more power to you, ladies. Caitlin’s been on about ‘free the nipple’, I couldn’t agree more! Get em out and enjoy yourselves. Caitlin’s really been going off and while I think she’s coming from a good place and has a lot of good points, they’re getting lost in all the raving and to be quite frank, she’s pretty misguided on some of the issues she’s blasting away about.

Nothing exemplifies this misguidedness better than her tweet at Bindi regarding Bindi’s comments about young women dressing their age:

“Open letter to Bindi, in ten years you’ll wish you stood beside your shared sex rather than be proud you belittled their choices & agency.” – Caitlin Stasey

After all the other ranting coming out of Caitlin’s feed, this really pissed a lot of people off. Of all the people to target, you’ve gotta admit that Bindi Irwin has gotta be about the worst option. Bindi is adorable and sweet and so endearingly genuine that anyone choosing to say anything negative towards her is bound to come across as the bad guy. Wait! Pardon me! I mean the bad person. I must try harder to get rid of my gender biased vitriol. Anyway, I’m saying it’s difficult to have your point received well when you’re attacking someone so lovely as Bindi.

Here are a few of the responses:

As you can see, Caitlin’s copped a bit of negativity in response. Here’s an article about the whole thing and about just how upset this has made people beyond the Twittersphere.

What I think about the whole thing

Firstly, I think it’s a big flair up about bugger all of substance but seeing as I’m talking about it, I reckon Bindi will bring more benefit to women in her lifetime than Caitlin is likely to. I’ve come to this conclusion because Bindi is already doing something of value, namely, contributing to the awareness of ecological issues around the world, and she’s been doing a bang-up job of representing Australia on the world stage while she’s been at it.

Caitlin, on the other hand, is out there trading on her looks and then going off about the fact that so much of the world is based around the value of female attractiveness. For the record, I think it’s bullshit too but if you’re going to use your looks to get ahead, it doesn’t put you in the best position to argue against the whole thing.

I think Bindi is 100% correct when she says that girls should dress their age. If you’ve ever seen a girl pulling the edges of her teeny tiny skirt down or her pulling up super low-cut top, you’ve seen a girl dressing outside of her comfort-zone and you can be pretty bloody sure she was doing that because she was either trying to fit in with fashion or to look older, neither of which is a good reason to making yourself uncomfortable.

Caitlin’s going off about how a woman’s body is hers to do with as she wants and she’s right too. The difference is Bindi is saying “have some self respect and don’t try to be something you’re not” and Caitlin is saying “girls should be able to do whatever the fuck they want, whenever and wherever they want”. One of those statements fits in with reality and helps encourage good decision making and the other is a pretty reckless thing to say to impressionable young women.

Crazy bitch time

Bindi and the term crazy bitch don’t belong in the same sentence. Bindi is a champ. Despite growing up in the limelight and all the garbage that comes with it, she’s got her head screwed on right and she’s on her way to big things.

Caitlin Stasey on the other hand… well, let me say that I actually don’t think she’s a crazy bitch. I reckon she’s very passionate about something that we should all be concerned about, and that’s ensuring that women, or more accurately, all people have an equal opportunity to succeed and enjoy the lifestyle they prefer. The problem is that Caitlin is choosing a bad way to promote her thoughts and opinions.

It’s a real shame, actually. All that twitter ranting and all the blaming and pointing fingers and accusing everyone of oppressing women and attempting to impose a patriarchal, conservatist agenda, it just comes across as crazy. It just makes Caitlin appear to be a bat-shit crazy feminazi and the few people who’s minds she wants to change about these topics don’t listen to bat-shit crazy feminazis.

If Caitlin can calm the fuck down and collect her thoughts into a well written book or a documentary series or something of value that actually expresses her opinions in a digestible manner, maybe she’ll contribute positively to her cause. In the mean time, she’s doing a damned good impersonation of a crazy bitch.

Crazy bitch tip: “Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story.” – from Desiderata by Max Ehrmann

One more thing

This celebrity bullshit is killing me. I’ll be back to posting more of the silly little cartoons very soon.

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