This is gonna get complicated...
About 3 months ago a new arrival moved into my house with me and my two flatmates. She went by the name of Circe and was a big Mexican bitch who to my astonishment and surprise had two years previously married my Flat mate Tom when they met at uni.
Now, this horrible disgusting humungulous lady already has a child by a previous relationship who was living in America with her equally humungulous but increasingly ugly mother. Just to put this in perspective Tom is 23 years old, he married this crazy woman when he was 21 and has been with her ever since. Last week me and the monster had a massive argument, mainly about the fact that although she didn't work she refused to do any housework while everyone else was out earning a crust. And instead she preferred to sit on her fat arse shoving pizzas down her cake hole and leaving the rubbish for her pussy-whipped husband to pick up.
So anyway, I finally cracked and told her where she could really stuff that triple cheese extra mayonnaise pizza and now she's retreated back across the atlantic to the monster creator. Amid much jubilation on the part of myself and the umarried flatmate, Tom was rather upset.
Now this lady caused him nothing but stress the entire three months she was here. He would walk through the door from work and immediately be berrated for being a crap husband who din't care about her etc etc.
Once she went mad at him because she was expecting a special delivery and the post man didn't arrive on time. This was taken out on Tom for about two days. She really did believe it was his fault the post man hadn't left her package!
Every day we were told by this bitch that we were losers and that we weren't good enough to be friends with Tom, despite the fact that she had previously left him for about 9 months and moved back to america because of their relationship troubles.
Anyway the bitch is gone now(in no small part to vicious arguments myself and her had been having) but Tom still seems infatuated with her. Despite the fact she was nothing but an extremely nasty and vicious person to all of us. I can't describe how pleasurable it was to watch her shouting at me, getting angrier and angrier, and just to laugh in her face and see her get even more angry! That might sound a bit cruel but I don't care she was a poisonous bitter old maid who had nothing good to say about anyone.
What i'm getting round to after that rather long winded build up, is what does he see in this bitter and spiteful woman?
Do some people get pleasure out of being in an abusive relationship? because that is surely what it was.
Also she is the epitome of ugliness. I have nothing against large women I think the female body is beautiful in all forms...except for hers. She is built like a Rugby player, her back is wider than the fucking front door and she has a face literally like a bulldogs, no I'm not exaggerating. Tom is not exactly wildy attractive himself, but it is a bit of a case of 'Jack Spratt would eat no fat and his wife would ear no lean...'
I don't know I just find myself constantly puzzled about their relationship and what on earth they could each be getting out of it?
