Avail. ‘For Sale’.
Melissa
Another routine journey before ‘vibrate’ became the norm.
Muffled music begins and everyone near searches in pockets and pouches for their mobiles. Melissa speaks loudly and I observe.
So busy performing, she appears to ski over life!
What people wear and what they say seem more important than any action.
Melissa looks sixteen, but is probably twenty-odd. Her eyes hold age, but not on first impression, you have to look deeply.
She is the sort who falls madly and passionately in love with the best looking guys who orbit her world. But it never lasts.
The falling ~ the flirting ~ the first act of sex… The games, are enough.
She doesn’t really like sex, but knows how to use it, anything after that pales, and Melissa exits without even a backward glance.
Sometimes, she’ll tell them, sometimes not. Often left wondering what they’ve done wrong they’ll question, “Was it my performance?”
The world is slowly becoming populated by good-looking, emasculated guys asking each other “Why?”
Melissa flits happily between her trendy unit in Scarborough Daddy pays for, the city where Mum lets her use her own Gold Visa card and University; a playground of fresh meat every new semester.
Swapping courses frequently, she dabbles in a little bit of every discipline, not concerned with marks, just passing to keep the coffers open.
Melissa has no intention of finishing anything but wants to stay in her young world. She doesn’t intend changing her life and enjoys being looked after.
Daddy’s little Princess.
She has no ambition other than to decorate her reality and be seen and heard in all the right places.
For most people, it’s easier to let her have her own way – her tantrums are awesome.
Because she demands it, she always gets exactly what she wants!
Frances Macaulay Forde © 2003
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