The Ludmila Confessions

The divorce from dear Jack was not pushed by me. He showed up at my place with $20,000  and I just signed the papers that Joy, our friend, had in her hands. That was it. Not once did anyone ask me if I wanted the divorce. I believe now that my friend Joy did all this for him because she liked him for herself, and that was that.

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In the meantime, Jose and I were in a small apartment together when I started a mail order business and proceeded to buy a Kawasaki Ltd motorcycle for him. After a while  he went off to Guatemala to try to prepare his parents for our wedding, because I was older than him by 9 years. Since this was not a common thing in a Latin American country with very old fashioned Catholics, he needed to talk to them before I arrived. Then I went few days later to Guatemala and stayed in their home. I was shocked when I met them, this old-fashioned middle class family. His father was a retired doctor, his mother was just a housewife and a seamstress.

They put me in a separate room from Jose as was customary. Their furniture was wooden antiques, typical of nouveau riche furniture, but very proper. One morning his sister showed up for breakfast and we all were seated at the beautiful rid caoba wooden dining table, the chairs had big tall backs and were beautifully carved. They always served breakfast, lunch and dinner at exactly the same time every day.

Jose disappeared most of the time at night, but I was supposed to be a lady who stays home and says NADA (nothing) about it! Well that is not exactly me. Then one evening he shows up and tells me, “Get dressed up, we’re going to celebrate and I’ll introduce you to my friends.” How blind can one be? I was completely blind, could not see anything wrong with anything– and there was plenty wrong!

That evening I was totally confronted with his male lovers and female lovers and I did not care. That same evening I got robbed by his friend’s wife! We went to their apartment to have some cocaine that I brought with me from Hollywood, and I went to the bathroom to wash up. I left a 60 karat Persian Turquoise ring with diamonds in the bathroom and she picked it up and put it away. Well, I was looking on the floor everywhere, finally when we arrived home I told Jose if my ring doesn’t show up by that next evening, we’ll go to the police and to the American Counsel. They even finished off my coca as I was getting a drink in the kitchen. “What kind of friends were these, with their scams!” I said to Jose.

So he says, “Let’s just take the motorcycle and go to Lake Atitlan after you get your ring.”