Blade.

Yesterday I went to the mailbox to get the mail. I noticed an envelope addressed to my girlfriend from a prison. There was a stamp on the back of the envelope that stated it was a letter from an inmate. It also said if you didn't want to receive this letter you could call a number to stop any mail from this person. "What the hell is this!", I thought to myself.

My girlfriend was at work and I wanted to read this letter SO badly to find out why someone from prison was writing to her. Did she know someone in prison? Was it a joke? I called her at work and she couldn't come to the phone. Dammit!

So there I waited...just me and the envelope. We stared each other down as if we were going to have an old Mexican showdown. I gave it the "hairy eyeball" and it gave me the "evil eye". Hate poured from my veins as I watched it just lying there, unopened, unable to feel anything. You could cut the tension with a knife...or better yet, an envelope opener. We watched each others every move and then we watched a movie. (what? it was my day off!)

FINALLY, she called and said that I could open it. I grabbed the envelope. There was a struggle, but I finally ripped it open and read the letter to her. Apparently, this inmate who called himself Blade was a Puerto Rican Boxer, 5"7 with a good body and wanted to become friends with her if she "didn't have a man". He said he got our address from a "friend". My girlfriend had gone to court recently for driving with an expired registration so her name and address were in the paper. We suspect this is how Blade got her information that he soon used to capture her in his web of LIES.

His real name wasn't Blade...It was Jose. But to get a nickname like Blade I'm guessing he is in the big house for cutting someone or it was his stage name in some terrible soap opera. Although cutting people or soap opera actors may be a turn on for some people...I don't think it is for my girlfriend. Hmmm...maybe I'll give Blade a call! ;)