The Wendy Lopez Interviews- Vol VI

Hi there, i'm Emery Grass...i'm sure you've all heard of me
i must warn you, the end of this episode is NOT what you might be expecting at all but yes i finally got a kiss from Miss Lopez and here's how it happened...

I don't think you're aware- or maybe you are- iSay wanted me to appear more on the show because every time I appear, their ratings hit the roof, I have NO idea why and so they made Wendy and I co-presenters. As you can imagine it did not go down well with her.

Anyway, on my third day working there, I was briefed before the show about the guest coming, something about the winner of this year's Miss World. I did not pay attention to her name.
I left my dressing room and walked on to the studio, to find Wendy staring hard at her script. In Emery time, it was time to stare and lust after her, she usually spends about four minutes and thirty seven seconds looking at her script and according to my calculations, the left side of her mouth was now slightly twitching which meant i had two minutes left to knock myself out with her beauty.

What amazes me about her the most is her skin, perfect shade of sexy with pretty features to serenade her gorgeous ears. Her ears captivate me, almost too distracting for me to handle, this is why i focus on her breasts. Not too big, not nonexistent either, just enough for me to want to do anything for her and her smile...long story short, i'd sell my soul over and over just to see her smile.

I had eighteen seconds left but Ray nudged me a little too harshly to tell me we'd be on air in one minute. I'm not one who gets paranoid but I'm too sure that dude doesn't like me at all. "oh well, i'm rich"  I thought.


"Okay places everyone...please" he prompted, he's not the most confident dudes you'd come across but he IS very good at what he does. I didn't take the time to notice our guest so i made my way straight to my seat and looked into my script once again.

Before I realised what was going on, i looked up and....

"And we're on in 5...4...3...2..."

"Good day all and welcome to another episode of iSay" naturally and ever so gracefully, Wendy began the show "I'm Wendy Lopez and this is my colleague..."
"Emery Grass" I completed as scripted, trying not to catch the eye of our guest, even though her gaze kept itching my skin.
"Today, we have with us this year's Miss World winner, Linnet Dein"
I don't know what happened in the next few seconds because my mind flashed back to the past....

...our engagement party four years, two months, a week and four days ago....

 "It's a pleasure having you here, ma'am" I managed to squeeze out of my brain. I knew I was in for something when she gave me a look I was too sure had spoken up and said "you're dead, Emery"

"Today, selected by you our audience, is teenage pregnancy" she looked swiftly at Linnet "Miss Dein, what's your take on this matter"
I could sense something abominable occurring so I made a silent promise to the gods not to say anything offensive. I had been a good boy so far in Wendy's books,  I did not want to spoil it now. I briefly wondered what she would say if she found out I left Linnet with a pregnancy. In my defense, when i left, i was not aware of the pregnancy, I found out from my best friend that she had an abortion.

"What do you think Emery?" my name brought me back to reality

I thought it smart to play along...

"I agree with Wendy" I said forcing a smile and i noticed a few faces in the studio crew including Wendy's filled with shock or maybe extreme surprise.
"You agree that parents are to blame and there should be stricter monitoring both at school and home, that was ...."

"Is that what you said???" I said with disgust and the whole Linnet issue left my mind immediately "I'm sorry, i misheard you. I absolutely disagree"

"here we go" I just about heard Wendy mutter

"oh really? so what do YOU think Mr Emery Grass, since you know a lot about fornicating and pregnancy"
Linnet sneered

I ignored her tone and sought to correct both their perspectives
"well, first of all, not all teenage pregnancy is from fornication, you CAN get stupid teenagers who got married. Secondly, you can't blame parents for their daughters not knowing how to keep their pants up and their sons not knowing how to use a condom. As soon as you start having sex, you're an adult, I don't care how young you are- you wanna do adult things, then you're an adult"

"No, you can't really say that...." Linnet began

"yes I can and I have, if I find out my son is having sex, he'll start paying rent in my house. Why are you having sex..."

"Emery, you can't really talk, when did YOU start having sex, stop being a hypocrite right now please" Linnet rolled her eyes "and don't even bring up being careful either, you of all people..."

"what does that mean?" Wendy sensed something was up

"It does not matter right now" I almost yelled "I am saying, if you're gonna have sex in the first place, wear a condom, its NOT that hard"

"like you... did?" Miss Linnet Dein said so softly i had to look at her and then quickly at Wendy. The way her eyebrows arched told me she had an idea of what is going on.

I looked at Josephine, one of the producers, for help. There was no way they were not made aware of my history with Miss Dein in their research The thought that they might have done this on purpose for the sake of entertainment made me VERY angry.

"schools try to reduce teenage pregnancies by teaching sex education and telling them some of the consequences- yet they continue to have sex with or without condoms. I stick my notion that the individuals DECIDE to do the nasty regardless of what the people placed above them as authorities say or do. You can't put all the blame on parents" i said as softly as i could manage and turned to the camera "please don't go anywhere, we'll be back after the break" i forced a smile and got up immediately

Those of you who are well aware of the iSay series know we don't do breaks but i'm a boss i guess so i did it, of course they would have to cut to commercial.

As I walked out of the studio, i heard Linnet walk briskly after me, i sighed

"why did you leave?" she demanded
I stopped, she deserved an explanation, I was a jerk for leaving

I looked at her and shrugged "there's not a reason I could give you right now that could justify my action and i'm sorry"
"so you just won't give me an explanation? Don't i deserve that much?" she had tears in her eyes "there's not a day I didn't wonder what I did or try to think if there was something I could have done better as a girlfriend"
"Linnet, we were young, I had a lot of things and I hated the fact that you were not my priority..."
"I would have been fine with that, Emery"
"That's not what you deserve, I was a jerk"
"You loved me...didn't you?"
My heart stopped, I could not answer....even now I don't know what the right answer is....
"Linnet..I..."
"then why did you propose to me and make me anticipate spending the rest of my life with you?" she hit my chest. I wanted to hug her and apologize and everything would be fine but reality is not that kind.

I saw Wendy watching us from a distance...
"When I got an invite from iSay, I thought there might have been a possibility that I'd...." she smiled bitterly
"I'm sorry I left you when you were pregnant, I didn't know"

She smiled

"how do you know I was pregnant?"
"Fred told me"

She laughed...I was confused, when Fred told me, I was heartbroken, my world was turned upside down. I did not call her because I did not want a child to be raised in a home without love, I would not be able to teach my son about love- I wanted a real man with more wisdom to raise my child.

"Did he tell you the pregnancy was his?" she said sighed and said softly
"I don't understand" I honestly didn't understand
"The day you went to Aspen and you had that mini accident, he came to "console" me and ...he did, i'm sorry" she was expressionless
"okay, that's cool. I have to go now, i have a few things on my mind, be safe" I turned around and walked towards my car.
No it was not cool. I could not explain why to myself but It was NOT cool.

With a clouded mind, I thought of Fred again as I drove out of the Studio premises.....

I did not see the lorry that drove into me.....

I woke up at the hospital, my head felt heavy and my lungs still felt choked, my body was cold but the sight of Wendy brought some warmth to my chest.

"hey soldier" she smiled
"hey" I beamed "this is the best way to wake up" my lungs choked up again which made me cough violently.
"the doctors said you're doing pretty well, soon you'll be outta here" she touched my cheek
"Wendy, i'm sorry for what you witnessed the other day...."
she hushed me and sat by my side "please just focus on getting better, it's been two months"
"what??" I coughed again "I've been here that long?"
she nodded.
"anyway, I just wanna tell you...i'm in love with you, Wendy, in  case you haven't noticed..."
she hushed me again, smiling and this time she sealed my lips with hers....

I felt more warmth...

"Emery just get better quickly" she smiled
I smiled too and this time, my head felt light and heavy at the same time, my lungs choked up and I coughed till I fell asleep a VERY happy man...

....Except...I never woke up again.....

The Wendy Lopez Interviews- Vol V

Hey, I'm Ray the camera man, I will be narrating today's story because the person who does it usually is on holiday, I'm not a man of many words so I'll skip the intellectual intro and go straight into it...
Three months after we had the most viewers rating we've ever gotten on the show because of Mr Grass' suicide theory...we got a lot complaints and buckets full of fan mail requesting a casual interview with an insight into Emery Grass' life.
Of course as you can imagine, Miss Wendy Lopez swore over her dead body that she wouldn't take that assignment but she's perfect for the job, I cannot think of anyone else in the show who Emery would pay any attention to and who could do what she does and I'm not just saying that because I think she's the most beautiful being in the world, she's good at her job.
So I followed the direction of the built-in SatNav in the van and it led us to a mansion...I swear to you, I thought Mrs. Greyworth's mansion was breathtaking but this one was soul grabbing, if I didn't know who the owner was, the elegance of the building would've told me anyway. I knew Miss Lopez's thoughts were similar to mine when I looked at her.
I Got the equipment. We were welcomed into the house by an old Irish butler.
"You must be Miss Wendy, Mr. Grass will be with you shortly, follow me, I'll show you to the room you're to sXet up your equipment in. It should make lighting easier for you and the ambience is just delightful"
I chuckled a little and Miss Lopez looked at me and shook her head.
"Wendy will be fine" she smiled politely "and thank you,....?"
"Oh my name is Shaw" he said quickly
I felt way too awkward to introduce myself so I kept my stare at the paintings on the wall. The man definitely loved his art..and his music...I won't go into too much details but it was definitely closer to paradise than most locations, I won't even talk about the picture of him with President Obama hanging out in his game room.

An hour later...
I get joy from staring at Miss Lopez, her beauty surpasses description,anyway, Emery eventually shows up and there's this awkward sexual tension *sigh*
"Hello Miss Lopez" he said smiling
"Grass" her expression not flinching
"Okay places everyone, let's do this in a hurry" I said to break the tense atmosphere "the sooner the better the quicker we can get outta here" I continued under my breath
Twenty minutes later...
And we're on in 5...4...3...2..."
"Good day all and welcome to another episode of iSay, today, we're giving back to you as an audience and so we went through our fan mail. Ninety-six percent of the mail we received requested for an insight into Emery Grass' life and so we brought the horse himself..." She paused for a few seconds "...to do just that"
*yawn* I felt like there was no need for him to say anything, a greedy, cocky and insensitive nigga who probably stepped on people to get to where he is.
"So, who is Emery Grass?"
"Um that's a very vague question but I'd like to say what you see is what you get"
Miss Lopez looked at him like he had vomit on his face
"Okay then what's it like to be who you are?"
"Who am I?" He was smiling
As slowly as she could "well, you're in the top ten list in terms of global wealth, um you seem to be a sex symbol, you're a role model to a lot of young males, the list goes on...we could be here all day but please let's not". It was then I noticed the bags under her eyes.
Emery took a deep breath before he answered, his eyes fixed straight ahead, he began his answer..
"What it's like to be Mr. Emery Grass...no one has ever asked me that before. I guess I don't see my life the way people see it" he laughed.
I, personally, didn't think what he said was funny.
"So how do you see it?" Miss Lopez pressed on
"My life....my life is a result of everything I don't want my children to go through" he said still smiling
"Your children?"
"Yes, I always think five years ahead"
"Could you expand more on that statement?"
"I was determined to be as successful as I am now because I want to be a father who stays AND can provide for my son"
"I'm still lost" she frowned a little. I guess she could not figure out where he was headed this time
"Last time I was on your show, I shared a little bit about my mother...she raised me all by herself cos my dad left us when I was three or four..." He paused as he glanced at his hands "and then um..he came back for whatever reason when I was eight years old. Briefly. He explained why he had to leave again. He didn't plan to have a child. He couldn't afford one" he paused and smiled. This time, the usual confidence in his grin was lost,instead it looked painful.
"He decided not to stay because he felt he could not provide for me" he looked down "you know, I'd pick a staying dad over a providing dad any day"
"So why did that inspire you to become wealthy?" Miss Lopez asked almost in a whisper
"Because I never want to be put in a position whereby I'd have to leave my seed to grow up without me in the name of "being broke". I didn't want my dad to provide for me..I really just wanted him to be there, to stay" he looked into the camera
"Would you consider forgiving him or reconciling with him?"
This is where shock got hold of me
His usual smile returned
"I forgave my dad when I made my first million" is this dude for real? I did see tears well up in his eyes, there was something about what he was talking about that I didn't get but I understood at that point in time that he wasn't as insensitive as I thought. He looked into the camera
"Dad, if you're watching this, I love you,sir" he turned to Miss Wendy and nodded "you know the scary thing about being where I'm at?"
"Tell me"
"Its been a journey but somehow sometimes I feel like I'm right back at the beginning, am I going to wake up and my mother is suffering again? Nothing guarantees what I have and what I have guarantees nothing".
"Would it be fair to say your father..or the absence of your father plays a huge part in your life?" She said carefully.
He was in deep thought
"I can't really answer that however I'd like to throw it out there that I owe a lot to the male figure in my life"
"And who is that?"
"My grandfather, I'd like to say that the absence of my biological father NEVER gave me a reason to not wanna be the greatest man in the world. Its not a good enoughj reason to not be the best at everything" he folded his arms "and it most definitely isn't an excuse to be out in the streets being stupid"
"Why did you make that random point?"
"Because I watch a lot of documentaries lately about boys in the streets and I think its all crap. If your father left you, shouldn't you want to prove that he aint s*#t? And go out there and make your hustle worth talking about positively?" He shook his head, I'll make no further comments about this.
His smile returned again
"In case you're wondering, my love life is non existent and so I'm much available" he raised his brow smugly at her.
*sigh* I noticed her blush
Ten minutes later, after her signal I stopped recording.
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The Wendy Lopez Interviews- Vol IV

As Wendy put the phone back into its cradle, a million things rushed through her mind. The phone call with Josephine was probably the worst thing that could happen to her this month she thought.
She cleared her throat and tried to relax, in her dressing room- she had twenty minutes before the programme started. She was trying to figure out if it was rage that filled her head or a panic attack headed in her direction.
Her guest had cancelled and her producer just made her aware of it...and the person she'd be interviewing. She was supposed to interview Pipi Johnson, the only footballer with a PhD. She'd been looking forward to meeting him. She looked at her script again and her heart sank even deeper- today was in perfect motion and heading in the right track for disaster.
'I don't even know why they bother giving me a script if its gonna be a few hours of the show'
She shook her head and sighed.
'Brace yourself, you look good and you are the best in the business'
She went through her script again and shook her head again. As she got up to exit the door, the second button down on her shirt fell off revealing some cleavage, she looked in the mirror- it was not too obvious, she adjusted it better to look as casual as possible.
She left the dressing room with her script.
............................................................FOUR MINUTES TO THE SHOW.........................................................
She walked straight to her seat and took a deep breath before saying hello to her guest.
She looked up and saw him smiling patiently and intently at her.
"Hello Emery"
He chuckled.
"Ms Lopez, we meet again, how have you been?" His face more serious with the question.
She looked at him and then his skin and then his lips....'The man has a beautiful face, God help me today'
"I'm good, Emery" she forced a smile
The sound operator came and fixed her mic on her and told her to speak into it, he turned to await a signal that it was good.
"Thank you, Dex"
She turned to face Emery Grass who seemed to be smiling at something on her
"What's funny?" She asked
"Nothing..I'm just honoured that you'd treat me to a lil cleavage today, I really appreciate it" he said grinning.
"LOOK the show is about to start so get your head together" she said with a straight face he'd never seen before.
Sunday began to count...."4...3...2....."
She smiled quickly
"Good day all and welcome to another episode of iSay....today we have with us Emery Grass, CEO of the Grass Corporation and has recently bought Virgin and everything within it"
She didn't get why that last part was on the auto cue but she was determined to stay calm and finish the show with her mind intact.
"Thank you, Wendy, its awesome to be back here again" he smiled at the camera
"Today, we have a very sensitive topic to talk about" she was praying in her mind "according to Samaritans the company who did our research, about 500000 people a year commit suicide including mothers and teenagers- what are your thoughts?"
She tried to read his face expression...he looked like he hadn't even been listening
"Mr. Grass?" She called
He smiled "well what do you want me to say? I think they're stupid"
The filming crew gasped.
Derrick,one of the exec producers who had been sipping on his coffee spat some out and started choking,
Josephine had gone pale with horror.
Wendy looked at the floor and willed it to swallow her and spit out her crumbs before she forced a smile.
"Perhaps you didn't understand my question- what do you have to say on the figures of suicides in a year?" She said as slowly as she could
"Well perhaps you didn't understand my statement- I think people who commit suicide aren't normal up there" he said and shrugged
"Emery Grass, do you understand what you're saying?" She spat. She looked at his face for regret and repentance but he just looked at her and rolled his eyes.
"What?"
He opened his mouth to speak and then closed it, he paused and looked deep in thought and then sighed
"Okay, apart from the teenagers and people who had no one to speak to them I guess"
He paused again
"Anyone who is still alive and well and decides to take his/her own life gets no compassion from me"
He looked at the camera and looked down at his feet
"Growing up wasn't easy for me or my mother...I don't think there's any mother who's been through half the bull my mum has been through..abuse, from men who just refused to see the jewel that she is...poverty....a troubled son who always got in trouble....she spent most of my life crying- for me and for herself, she worked three jobs and still our ends didn't meet"

"But different people have different reasons why they do it" Wendy cut in "you can't just say they're stupid"
"Have you ever tried to commit suicide?"
"No, Mr Grass"
"Would you commit suicide, Wendy?" Emery asked
"No"
"Why not?" He pushed
"Because I'm quite happy with my life"
"Why is that?"
She looked at him and wondered where the hell he was going with this, she looked at Derrick who gestured for her to play along
"Because I'm happy, I have a great job and I have an awesome family and ...." She trailed off, she had an idea where he was going.
"Do you know why every year, the figure you mentioned increases?" He spoke so calmly
"Why's that?"
"We've become so ungrateful....and its not fair" his lips quivered "we have everything- we have shelter, clothes, shoes, food and clean water. These days, starving is when you don't have the extras that you have in between your three meals a day. How did we let ourselves get there? I've had the priviledge to travel and I've met awesome people who have no homes, no family, they can't guarantee food everyday and the clothes on their backs have been their for atleast a year- they say you'll complain the shoes you don't have until you meet someone with no legs"

He paused
"Put yourself in the shoes of a mother who has to watch the most precious thing she has starve for three weeks straight and then he turns sixteen and he says he wants to kill himself because he wants to make life easier for her....to watch your child starve is the worst thing ever...especially when you a strong believer in God, and at church they say "God will make sure you don't starve" and you have to keep believing cos you have faith that can move a mountain..."
He paused and looked at Wendy Lopez
"Ms Lopez, my mother had a reason to kill herself but I was reason enough for her not to. I wanted to kill myself too cos in my opinion, there wasn't any reason for me to breathe anymore, i made my mother cry everyday because she felt she was not good enough to be my mother just cause she couldn't provide. My mother is the best anyone could ever have y'all, can you imagine the queen of your heart telling you, she's sorry she's not the best mother?"
He smiled
"I have no compassion for anyone outside the "third world" countries and has family who love them and they commit suicide because even those in the third world and people who have nothing have managed to be content in themselves"
He paused
"Give me one good reason for suicide and I'll take back every thing I've just said" he looked in the camera "I didn't mean to sound harsh earlier but I guess I meant more people need to use their heads more often, I'm a strong believer in the fact that you still have hope as long as you're still breathing"
He cupped his face with his hands and then spoke again
"No matter how bad it is for you, someone out there has it worse so be grateful- I decided not to kill myself because my mum said "we don't have a lot but I'm grateful for everyday I get to wake up to see you alive- I guess everybody is allowed a weak moment but not to the point of suicide. My thought on the figure you mentioned? Let's reduce it"
He smiled and looked around.
Wendy was determined to not let him see how amazed at his words she was...she cleared her throat and prayed her voice would not fail her.
"Wow that was pretty inspiring" she tried
"Thank you, Ms Lopez" he hadn't stopped smiling
"Thank you for sharing a bit of your life with us too, I'm sure someone has been encouraged and touched" she smiled
He grinned "if only you'd give me a chance to touch you" he paused "um take that statement as you will, I meant it both ways" he winked at the camera
Her smile left quite quickly and she remembered why she wished she had her pepperspray every time she saw him. She looked around and some of the crew were holding in their laughter
"Very funny, Mr grass" she looked at the camera and smiled "thank you so much for watching and enjoy the rest of your evening, goodbye"
"....and cut" Ray signalled
She followed him as he got up and started walking.
She pulled at his arm "Emery you can't be pulling stunts like that on live television"
"You asked for my opinion" he reported
"Yes but please try to think before you talk" she retorted
He smiled and looked into her eyes
"Girl you know you want me, don't throw what we have into suicide mode, you know where to find me when you ready to let your guard down" he pecked her on the lips
He walked away...
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The Wendy Lopez Interviews Vol III

Wendy watched as Josephine the assistant producer ranted about her date the night before. She looked at her watch,it said "10.23am Tue"
She sighed with relief because she had no interviews today,she only had to finish up her paperwork and she could go home and/or enjoy her 20% raise that was waiting for her in her bank account...
"Just because my mother was a bitch does NOT mean i have to turn out to be one" Jules Knight's Voice kept ringing in her head from her latest interview. The lady was so soft spoken, her voice felt like candy floss in her ears. Her caramel skin was incomprehendably perfect and she had hazel eyes that hugged your soul and her well kept afro looked like it had an amazing texture. For someone to say she was extremely beautiful would be an understatement.
Wendy had been to the Knight's Hotel before on many occasions because the annual networking conferences were held there but she had never met the owner, Miss Jules Knight, until she was booked to interview her.
"I believe that factors like your surrounding and your upbringing affect your personality as a full grown adult but only to a very limited extent. You see i also STRONGLY believe you can make your own- finish that sentence with anything you'd like. Don't be promiscuous and tell me its 'cause Daddy left you or Momma never said a kind word. I'm living proof that you can survive a broken or twisted background"
As Jules spoke, Wendy tried not to get too inTo her guest's speech for the sake of her viewers so she nodded and inserted "mmmm"s and "uh huh" at the right places
"My dad was an alcoholic, always broke and never had anything to offer me or my brothers and sisters. I have four siblings. Momma had to do all the work and that turned her into a bitch- we could argue all day about whether or not she was justified but I would say she's not the only single mother with five children to ever exist on the face of the earth. I learnt to be satisfied with what I had and smiled at every adversity."
"Where are your siblings now?" Wendy interupted curiously
Jules smiled a little...
"I don't know where three of them are but my youngest sibling lives with me. I guess they all turned bitter in someway. You know my dad once said to me 'I never wanted you, YOU were a mistake' and then he hit me"
Wendy gasped ...louder than her subconscious intended...
Jules laughed
"Oh don't worry,he apologised. My point is, I've been through what most people would call bad but I always had the gift of seeing the positive in everything. Instead of being bitter and hating men and not trusting friends- I embrace the goodness that life has to offer. You can't let your past or your family background define you. You should have bigger fish to fry, you can't dwell on past battles anymore- it's a waste of time...and life, that's why its called the past."
Wendy had a question she had been wanting to ask,she decided she would keep it in and measure the level of stupidity that dwells in the query for now.
" I think that people should shut the hell up and stop blaming stuff on their past or parents...."
She finally summoned the courage...
"Miss Knight, do you think those who do bad things to other people, eg rape, decide within themselves to do it to avenge something that happened in their past?" She crossed her fingers hoping her guest would not say her question was daft.
Jules frowned
'Crap' she thought...
"Well" her guest finally began "that's a valid question, I think that rapists are people with roasted up brains so I make no apologies if I become very crude with my choice of words...some people develop weird fetishes and that desire manifests itself with forceful actions,some people were victims before I guess- are they justified?hell no. This is why I say just 'cause it happened to you does not mean you have to make people go through the same hell...and that statement applies to anything not just rape. I mean just because my mother was a bitch does NOT mean I have to turn out to be one, life is not supposed to be like that"

As she sat at her desk, she thought about that interview and sighed. 'I need to get a grip' she thought. Memories from her early years threatened to seep in but she had a lot to get done in the next few hours.
She opened the first drawer on her right to retrieve the tapes from the previous week and she saw a note lying on the row of plastic cases. She looked around and wondered how it had gotten there..she opened it
"Hey Miss Gorgeous, when are you gonna call me and ask me out on a date, you know I know you want me
Em Grass"



In loving memory of Jules Knight- you'll ALWAYS be remembered, I love you
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The Wendy Lopez Interviews- Volume II

 As the company van approached the estate, Wendy continued to stare at the piece of paper the handsome guy from her last interview had given her. She tore it up when she got home that night because she just could not imagine the level of cockiness Emery Grass was boiled in at birth however after thinking about it; she put the pieces back together with cello tape...

"Ms. Lopez, we're here" the driver's baritone voice with the halt of the breaks and interrupted her thoughts

She looked up at the sight that stood in front of her and gasped silently

"This is T.G's house?" she gawped

"Yes ma'am" he answered

The house stood at the end of the estate and formed the sanctuary or dead end of the road, depending on how you wanted to see it. Although the bronze polished gates had the number 32 on it, it looked like it should be another entity of its own. She made a mental note to ask if it had its own postcode. Taiwo Greyworth was the city's best accountant however she had just written a book called "Karma- Bitch Toh Badt"

"I have called the studio, we're on time. We have 45mins for makeup and set up"

"Thank you, Ray"

................................................................................40 MINUTES LATER.........................................................................................

"Five minutes,ma'am" Ray reminded Wendy and Taiwo who was already sat next to her. She was majestic in her aura and eloquent in her speech, Wendy thought. It would be awkward and extremely silly to bring up the postcode issue

"I'm ready when you are,Ray" she answered as she adjusted her outfit again. She took another look at Taiwo's crimson pencil fitted dress, it looked like it was made just for her.

"Are you ready Mrs Greyworth?" Wendy said with her television smile

"Always, Wendy" she smiled gently as if she could see through the utter fakery in the smile equivalent to cheap lipstick

"And we're on in 5...4...3...2..."

"Good day all and welcome to another episode of iSay...today,I have with me the gorgeous Taiwo Greyworth, author of best selling "Karma- Bitch Toh Badt" ...." She turned to T.G "ma'am it is a honour to have you here"

"It is MY pleasure,Wendy" T.G said as if she'd been doing interviews all her life, it seemed so natural for her to be on TV unlike most people Wendy had interviewed...

"okay so my question today is 'Is Cheating acceptable in any situation at all?' " She asked with confidence. Hopefully,this interview would not be as mind boggling as last week's, she'd prepared an easy and straight forward question plus Mrs Taiwo Greyworth had more common sense and I.Q than the douchebag Emery

"Yes" T.G said without hesitation

"Good answer....huh?...wait, cheating is acceptable?" She asked with a confused gasp

"Yes, its the only situation that let's you have your cake and eat it" she chuckled and flicked her fringe sideways "look if you find yourself in a situation like that,the strong ones will avoid it but you don't have to beat yourself up about it"

Wendy could not believe what she was hearing, a large number of women respected and looked up to this lady and here she was blaspheming...she looked at the autocue and decided to ignore the script- she would show her not to blaspheme.

"So if your husband cheats on you, you would be fine with it?" She smiled at what she thought would expose a hint of hypocrisy

"Yeah pretty much,to be honest,these things happen and you'd be a fool to think your guy is different- we'd like to live in the world of our fantasies however we live in a realistic harsh world" she finished her speech with a victorious smile

Wendy looked at her with sophisticated fury even though she was a little confused,she would kill her in her game

"Right so you're saying since it happens,we must expect it and live with it?" She raised her eyebrows

"I'm saying its human nature,it happens and we should not pretend its still an abomination" T.G answered simply

"So tell me Mrs. Greyworth, have you ever cheated on your husband?"

The awkward five second silence that followed that question was priceless, Wendy thought, and so she took her time to bask in the wait for her guest's response with a smile that could light up some heat at the fireplace

"We're not here to talk about me, Miss Lopez" her smile still not wavering "you're not a 13year old gossiper"

She made a mental note to flood one of her toilets after the show, 'this bitch is trying to make a fool outta me??'

She forced a laugh "haha well you seem quite keen on adultery and infidelity, I had to ask. What advice would you give to those out there who are victims of the cheating lover? "

T.G sighed gently deep in thought "I would say hang in there and be happy, Karma got your back" she chuckled and winked at the camera

Ray began to count to the end of the segment

"Thank you for your time, Mrs Greyworth" she looked into the camera "until next time, good night"

"three...two..."

She got up quickly and walked away from the 'set'. The rage soaring inside her would become uncontrollable if she stayed another second with that woman. She went into the Balcony and took a deep breath with her eyes closed. She counted to ten, sighed and held on to the banister, as she opened her eyes and looked down, she recognised Emery's car pulling into the driveway...

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The Wendy Lopez Interviews....Vol I

Another day....another weirdo, Wendy thought as she applied her make up and waited for Emery Grass to take his seat next to her as they were about to be aired. She was glad her producer agreed to do an in-house production especially after what happened at the blind butcher's shop last week when she tried to get an interview about his missing fingers and complaints from customers about finding parts of the human hand in their "beef"....her legs almost gave way from the heaviness of tension in Blind Bernard's voice.

This time, she would be sitting down....

As soon as he walked in, she just knew today was probably going to be even more awkward.Their previous discussion about the topic for today was brief but from the little he let out, she had made a mental note to be prepared for the most shocking statements....

"Ms. Lopez, we go on air in three minutes" the floor manager alerted her
"Thank you, Sunday" her make-up artist stepped back to see her hand work and exhaled with content.
"You are ready, beautiful" she informed Wendy
"Thank you, Amanda" she smiled like she was supposed to when the cameras came on, she turned to Emery and asked if he was ready
"I was born ready, sexy" he nodded

She glared at him in disgust and decided that he would most probably irritate her with his in-genuine answers during the interview. She wanted to back hand him but she'd just fixed her nails this morning.

"...and we're on in four...three...two..."

"Hello and welcome to another episode of  iSay... today I have with me on the show the handsome Emery Grass" she tried not to say through gritted teeth.
"You're too kind" Emery laughed
"Mr Grass, it is in public ears that you do not believe in true love...tell us, how accurate is this?"

"it is true" he said with the most annoying confidence she ever perceived from a human

"Do you believe in love?"
"Yes, ma'am I do"

"So why do you not believe in true love?" she retorted

"Simple, I believe only God's love is true- because true love is unconditional"

"that's true but do you not think that couples who have been married for almost a lifetime have true love?" she replied, it was not in her pre-written script but then she did not see his answer coming either

"there's a difference between true tolerance and true love" he smirked as if to say 'even monkeys know that'

"would you like to explain?" she replied, half wishing the boom mic above his head would drop on his face and give him a deformed nose

"well, true tolerance comes with love, for example, if I got married to you, I love you but you have flaws that I don't like and so my love for you is flawed" he said simply, with his arms folded

"basically, you're saying if people were to say their vows, they would say "I promise to tolerate and to hold you" rather than "than I promise to love and to hold you"?"

"Nope. The only true love I can bring myself to believe in is God's love for us, He loves us even with our flaws"

"okay so can you tell us the difference between a soul mate and one's "true love" because according to the primary research carried out by our researchers, people believe there's someone that's made for you and you can either call them your soul mate or your true love"

she sincerely believed that question would amputate his Godzilla sized ego down to the equivalent of an eraser and burn the cockiness he spoke with like  acid, she could not wait for his reply as he looked like he was thinking carefully about his next words....

"First of all, the idea of a soul mate, in my opinion exists only with twins ...Secon..."

"I beg your pardon?" she could not believe what she was hearing "you don't believe in matches made in heaven?"

"that is a ridiculous belief" he said simply with a Kanye shrug "I don't think God makes couples in heaven, he did not make Adam and Eve in Heaven or ...did he?"

she didn't know....

"well according to what I have read, He made a man and then came down and took his rib so He could make a woman, plus I don't really think God MAKES people get together- i mean 'freewill' and all especially after Adam said "the woman you gave me made me eat the fruit" like it was God's fault" he paused for any interruptions she might want to make and when she made no opposing gestures or utterances he continued...

" as I was saying, secondly, if people has 'soul mates' how do you explain 2nd marriages- which are perfect, by the way-  that are as a result of death of one person"

"well maybe it was not meant to be..."

"how can you say that when they loved each other until death actually did them part? after all is that not the vow to your 'soul mate'?"

"um...yes"

"do you then say you have more than one soul mate or God made a threesome in Heaven when the term in fact states "soulMATE" singular noun

she looked for assistance and even the auto-cue provided none.

"err....well so you're saying you definitely don't believe in true love?"

he chuckled briefly but it sounded like he really wanted to laugh

"I admire couples who are deeply in love, I respect love and you know, it must be a nice feeling however I think people need to understand fully what they think they are feeling before they start throwing words around, I mean, you can fall in love as many times as you can as circumstances will allow and I just think there's no one perfect person"
it looked like she did not have anything else to say so he decided to help her...

"and thank you very much for having me here" he smiled

"it was..interesting having you, Emery" she said....she smiled at the camera and then glanced at him again and noticed what it was that made girls go crazy

"...and we're off air"

"well done" he said in his sweetest smile "but judging from the way you just looked at me, I see that your soul wants to mate with me.." he winked

she snapped out of it immediately and got up and left......