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An interesting thing happened to me this weekend. It's never happened before... at least, not that I'm aware of or that anyone actually mentioned to me. I was labeled in a way that made my very home off limits, negative, and non-accessible to others. It's a very weird situation... as if my front door bears an invisible mark of warning and potential danger I hadn't known was there.
Relatives were in town this weekend... visiting from overseas and within the US. And in the midst of their presence in my current city of residence, I heard something whispered behind the scenes. Not directly, but indirectly, from one relative or family friend to another and then, to me.
My home is marked... apparently. As I hear it, my own home is not suitable for the presence of children. Maybe not even for adults. I'm not sure. Oh, how I'd love the opportunity to speak directly with the one who first uttered the judgmental thought and placed the negative label without offering me the chance to answer any questions or address any generalities that were being applied to my own life, family, household, and self over the distance. As it turns out, a certain father of a certain niece of mine whom I'd never had the chance to meet before made it clear from his home in the southern hemisphere that his daughter, visiting her family here in the US, was NOT to enter the home of her aunt.... because of what the residents do inside of it, I guess.
I'm baffled, but I know I shouldn't be. This kind of thing happens all the time. And it's laughable when taken to this extreme. For some reason, my personal and very safe and honest and professional choices are judged negatively and then somehow carried over to "infect" my home and the general vicinity that I am present in as well.
For one, I have no idea what this extended member of the family really knows about me or my life or home or work, let alone what he assumes regarding the little he is correctly or incorrectly informed of. He's never even met me. And secondly, I can't even begin to guess what could possibly be associated with my actual home, in accordance with my lifestyle, that wouldn't warrant banning his seven year old daughter from entering the premises.
Does he think my live-in lover and I fuck all day and put on a public display in the middle of the living room for all who may be present, even when family is visiting?? Does he think we perhaps walk around completely nude, all genitalia bared (and maybe even elaborately decorated to stand out all the more?), and prance around the house regardless of the company present?? Does he think we have an entourage of professional porn stars hanging out at the house and doing lascivious things to one another all day?? Does he think my apartment is decorated with pornography itself, wallpapered in adult magazine centerfolds and carpeted with cum stains?? Worse yet, does he assume that we'd actually recruit or involve his underage daughter in our adult video work?!?!?
It's hard to say, and undoubtedly, I may never have the chance to find out what's really in the man's mind for the family's already divorced from him and I don't live on the same side of the world as he does. I may never exchange words with him, but the affects of his negative views travel the distance. All the family visiting knows what he's dictated and possibly, because of his own thoughts shared, that's why my niece was never brought to my home to venture through the front door... and to actually meet me. And her own mother is the one who was spreading rumors throughout New Zealand years ago that I was performing in pornographic video when I'd only begun a career in writing erotica at that point.
And she didn't come inside my home to say "hello" upon this visit either.
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Tara's Trysts 
