Ruth





A very pretty girl, very intelligent and a great career ahead of her.


Fucked it all up by telling lie after whopper after "Oh Christ, now the CIA are involved eh?" lie.


She was raped, or so she claimed. Then after telling us this terrible story, the next person to walk in the door was told (out of our hearing) that she'd been gang raped. We insisted that she tell the police and escorted her to the police station. She kept up the charade until we were almost at the door before admitting it was all a lie. Some bloke in a pub had copped off with her mate so she felt a bit left out and in need of some attention.

She made umpteen false claims against her colleagues - all of which were proved to be unfounded. She ended up being shunted from department to department as nobody was willing to work with her as a false claim for harassment would be their only reward.

She used to announce that she was madly in love with one of the group and that we were made for one another. A few days of great sex and a jolly fun time would follow before she declared it to be a dreadful mistake and we must never speak of it again. A week or two later and it would be someone else's turn.

To be honest, it was all rather sad. Her mother was a complete loon who forced Ruth to do a degree she hated and then married her off to a cunt* (he was from a 'proper' family don't you know) who abused her then abandoned her and their two toddlers for a work colleague of his.

The last time I saw her, about ten years ago now, we were sitting in the Summer sunshine outside a pub having an afternoon of drinking & skiving. She passed by, pushing a buggy with the two kids and accompanied by her harridan mother. We waved hello and she came over towards us only to be steered away by her mother. I can still see the sad look on her face as she glanced back at us all.

* The first time I ever met him was when Ruth brought him round to a party at our house. They retired to the spare room for the night and that was that. We were awoken in the wee hours by one of our female housemates who was trying to get the bastard out of her bed and his hands out of her underwear. He claimed to have been 'sleepwalking' but funnily managed to miss two other bedrooms and, oh yes, an entire floor of the house when taking his 'wrong turn' - the cunt.
(Fanta Menace Is tall enough to see over the fence, Fri 30 Nov 2007, 13:16, 1 reply)

i will never understand
why anyone would lie about being raped. it's not a positive thing, and as a 'rape survivor' (as we like to be known apparantly), i am aware of the negative response of just about everyone i told. it's not amusing, it doesn't gain respect from anyone, and you then have to deal with all the psychological aspects of the rape itself PLUS the attitude shift in all around you. it's so bloody stupid.

why not lie about something that gains you admiration and respect?!
( ascorbate, Fri 30 Nov 2007, 13:44, closed)