When a helping hand turns into a year of WTF…

I helped out a few friends last year (March 15-17, 2012) with a moving job that lasted the entire St. Patrick’s Day weekend.  What I did not know was that afterwards some things went missing and that I was being blamed for it.  This is what I received in My email last night, and believe Me, I was surprised.

I will say this once and if you choose to be further angry with me I will not blame you. here it is brutal and open…..
When you came and helped Mistress Amethyst, Her sub/husband, and Me move some items came up missing… mainly a shit ton of pain killers. For the record that is all I know was missing. However I listened to Amethyst say again and again it couldn’t be Her son. I allowed her to persuade and focus my attention where it shouldn’t have been. I didn’t wanna believe or deal with it so I walked the fuck away and broke all contact. I was wrong, dead wrong.
I have come to know the truth and what I did was not worthy of a friendship or what you had deserved. I don’t eat crow often but here it is. I am, and was wrong for doing it, and I am sorry for the way you were treated. If you choose to never speak to me again I do not blame you. I offered the hand of friendship because I should have never closed it. Again sorry isn’t enough but it is all I have. It was that little shit stain son of hers.

DBH

Pride falleth before the dawn…  Be an adult and next time come to Me like a man/woman and ask questions…  Else you’ll wind up like this Dominant Male, eating “crow”.