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(This is a man who knows what he wants. In his late forties, early fifties -not young anymore, but still able, still virile, still very dangerous.)I've continued with a monologue a day until the spirit moves me to stop, so if you have any ideas for a monologue you want me to write, please let me know at tigerteam1@gmail.com.
If you just started this blog and want to read the earlier monologues-
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If you'd like to write your own monologues, I happen to have a book for that -
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Monologue Mania Day # 718 The Other Side of the Table by Janet S. Tiger Jan. 30, 2016
This is related to Day # 697 - After the Horse
The Other Side of the Table
This is related to Day # 697 - After the Horse
The Other Side of the Table
©Janet S. Tiger all rights reserved 2015
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That was good coffee.
(Puts down a cup, raises his hand)
How about a walk? It's a nice day, and the river is pretty this time of day, with the sun setting.
I imagine you are wondering why I asked you out.....I mean, there is a bit of an age difference, but you are a widow.....three months is it? Yes, I know you never mentioned that....but I know.....now you wonder....how do I know? That's what this walk is for....
You see, I go to these Narcotics Anonymous meetings to meet people just like you.....and I am going to make you a proposition.....we'll start going out, have a visible affair.....which can be physical, if you want, but my superiors usually prefer that not develop.....we can discuss that later......anyhow, after a few torrid months, I will dump you, very visibly, and miserably for a younger woman, and you will be devastated and move to a small town where you know no one....except maybe years ago a distant relative.....but that can be worked out......
Sound like an interesting scenario? I hope so.....that stunned look on your face is probably because I didn't groom you as well as your college boss did.....the one who convinced you to go against most if not all of your moral and ethical training to become a mule......
Yes....I know all about it.
Here.....does this look familiar?
(He holds open a paper, looks at her reaction and nods)
Yes, he was older in this, he lasted awhile in this business......not an easy task....
(Puts away the paper)
He took his time, maybe a couple, three semesters, .it was comfortable, he was a friend who had money when you didn't...no pressure for sex, you liked that.....he was.....a friend....a friend who took you out when you needed it.......until you were deep in debt for those college loans, and your parents couldn't help, and you couldn't see the future after you graduated, with all....that....money.....owing....and no job.....and he made it look so.....easy. One trip....to visit your family......and you got a nice big stack of twenty dollar bills....safe......and he showed you how to hide the money......how to make it official......he......helped you......
And the way he probably talked to you, if you were caught.....you could pretend you didn't know what was going on.....but you didn't have to worry, it was ...just a few weeks, months....and you were through......finished with school, finished with him.........
You probably never realized......if he had wanted, you would never have been finished with him.......he had his claws in you for blackmail for the rest of your life......but he plenty of other fish to fry.....so to speak.......and you moved away, and you got married....had a son......and now.....you don't have the son.....or the husband......and you wonder, when you can't sleep without a good shot of that vodka.......if something you smuggled made someone else's son die.......
(He takes out a kleenex)
Go ahead, let it out.....you haven't told anyone any of this in ......how many years? Thirty? Forty? Did you ever tell your husband? Or was it ....one of the secrets you still held close.....we all have them.......
(Listens, nods)
Good question....why am I telling you this now? Here's the truth......you're not twenty anymore, and I don't have the time to groom you......I barely have time to do the fake affair....because I need someone NOW...in the town where you will go......there are three teenagers dead.....
(He is affected by this)
.....and an estimate that half the youth population is using meth.....and a new kind of spice that you can't get at Walmart......and because it's a small town.....a stranger sticks out....except one who had an aunt who lived - and died - there years ago......so you won't be a stranger for long......and yes, if your next question is how dangerous is it? It is......everything you see on TV and worse......but here's the big question.....what exactly are you living for now?
(He stops, watches, looks at his watch)
So, you've heard the pitch......I'm gonna turn here, at this fork in the road, and it's your choice now...you follow me, you grab my arm.....you're in.....(slight touch of sarcasm).....a somewhat less-than-new recruit in the war against drugs....
(He turns to leave, stops, looks back)
And I think that, I sincerely hope that....after what you've been through, this time....you want to be sitting on....the other side of the table.....
(He exits, lights down, end of scene)
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