All ’bout the money

This is a follow-up story of my intimate relationship with a man that I've already posted in "If  I Were A Carpenter"

For me, an old saying that says "love is blind" seems to happen in this case. He already fell in love with me, after he saw my pictures in a social network. I don't know which one is right, whether I look a like a real woman or he didn't take a look at my pictures very carefully.

First time he sent me message, I really surprised with his compliments. My feeling is between happy, doubt and think that it is only a spam.  With fad I replied to his message. It happened several times.

Then our relationship become more intimate and I don't want to break his heart. Among other he said that meeting me is not a difficult thing to do, but then my heart must be ready to meet him. So I asked him how he can be so sure about his feeling to me, because we never meet. How can he be so sure that I'm a woman that can fulfil his love.  I began to remind him to observe me, search about me, investigate me and questioning myself.  But it goes like an old saying that says "dogs bark, the caravan still passes", he keeps sending me messages containing his compliments.

Because I'm so  confused and still not dare to tell him who I really am,  so I give him a clue with a question that asks his opinion on crossdresser, lesbian and gay. But it goes the same way too as before. Maybe he's drunk in love. What further questions and clues I must ask and say to him to give him a clear vision about me.

I finally ventured to make a confession stating that I am a crossdresser. After that he stopped sending me emails for several days. I came to conclusion that he must be shocked to know that I am a crossdresser.

Apparently,  my conclusion is wrong, because he finally sent me an email. But the content of his email makes me sure that he is only a spammer. He told me that he still loves me and he wants to send a lot of money to me, but I must keep it secret and I must give him my detail identity. A very typical message that I often receive from many letters from different persons, man and woman.

I should be ashamed to tell you about this story. My  fake love affair with a spammer. So it can be said that it's all about money. So, maybe  any spammers want to comment on my posting ?

Another brick in the wall

Continuing the conversation  about whether gay couples can adopt children or not in my posting "Nobody's Fault But Mine".  The writer of this song "Another Brick In The Wall", Roger Waters from a rock supergroup Pink Floyd is a son of a normal couple, except his mother is a protective person. His father died in a war. Unfortunately,  he had trauma in his shool because of his teachers.  His trauma was written in this song.  I do not know if he was exaggerating the trauma that he received in the school or the teachers at his school were too hard on their students.

This situation in my opinion can lead into  BDSM situation. Bondage  Discipline Domination  Submission Sadism Masochism. If this trauma really happened to him, then this could arguably be a blessing for him. Because this song is really successful and popular at that time.

Being a teacher is a tough job. We  demand big and heavy responsibility from them, especially those associated with their students education.  Beside children are good imitators. Generally they can imitate whatever they like with no difficulty. And teachers beside their own parents can become to be their idols. An old Indonesian saying says "guru kencing berdiri, murid kencing berlari" . In English, teachers pee standing, student pee running. Describe how students can imitate whatever they like without knowing if it's good or bad, right or wrong.

James 3:1  Not many of you should become teachers, my fellow believers, because you know that we who teach will be judged more strictly