Wednesday, April 1, 2009

First Official Meeting of Offred

I love it when life is going on normally, I know what to expect, what not to, I have my routine, and it doesn't change. I hate it when this balance is messed up, but am willing to forgive the cause. Offred is driving me somewhat crazy. She is similar to other handmaids, graceful, full of poise, but she is also unlike them. The others seem to be shy, and willing to do whatever, which I think is just plain gross. I would at least attempt to rebel in an attempt to avoid having sex with the Commanders. The Commanders are what turn me off the idea, as they are old fat things, unlikely of getting someone pregnant in the first place. I don't see how and girl would willingly subject herself to that type of torture, even though they don't really have a choice.

Offred though is different. She seems to be rebelling within, feeling and doing small things of rebellion. Today was when we first "met", and by that I mean noticed each other. She was on her way out, and I was washing the car. As she walked past, her head lifted, and eye contact was made. I couldn't help it. I winked. When she gasped and ducked her head, I grinned, now knowing what flustered her. She is definitely different from the others. Someone once said that forbidden fruit is the sweetest, and while I was hesitant before, I am inclined to believe them. She is tempts like none other with her submissive rebellion, and my thoughts are full of her.