Hello my love....I'm still here! It was so good to spend our time together yesterday....I'm sorry I forgot your pillow. I really did mean to bring it....
I might come and see you again tonight.....and then....THEN I'm going to give you a little space....and see how you like it. Last time I actually did give you space....you called me a lot. lol
I love you baby....I'll always be here for you...

Weeks after...*the charges*....we were still....hot and heavy....you wanted me to listen to this song because it reminded you of me....and it got you hot....it's stil one of my favorites...

Secret....Maroon 5...

Watch the sunrise
Say your goodbyes
Off we go
Some conversation
No contemplation
Hit the road

Car overheats
Jump out of my seat
On the side of the highway baby
Our road is long
Your hold is strong
Please don’t ever let go oh no

I know I don’t know you
But I want you so bad
Everyone has a secret
But can they keep it
Oh no they can’t

Driving fast now
Don’t think I know how to go slow
Where you at now
I feel around
There you are

Cool these engines
Calm these jets
I ask you how hot can it get
And as you wipe of beads of sweat
Slowly you say "i’m not there yet!"

Today is Thursday sweetie...I talked to you on your way to work this morning...sorry I didn't come over last night....my tummy really hurt... ....I really wanted to see you...but today is Thursday....and you know what that means....I'll be there when you get off work and hang out as long as I can....every minute with you is precious......and still as hot and heavy as the first few weeks...

Remember how this was your ringtone for me...before you even knew I bought the CD and declaired it my personal theme song....I'll always be your crazy bitch....love you baby...

Crazy Bitch

All right!

Break me down, you got a lovely face
We're going to your place
And now you got to freak me out
Scream so loud, getting fuckin' laid
You want me to stay, but I got to make my way

Hey
You're a crazy bitch
But you fuck so good, I'm on top of it
When I dream, I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep me right on

Hey
You're a crazy bitch
But you fuck so good, I'm on top of it
When I dream, I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep me right on

Take it off, the paper is your game
You jump in bed with fame
Another one night paid in full, uh
You're so fine, it won't be a loss
Cashing in the rocks, just to get you face to face

Hey
You're a crazy bitch
But you fuck so good, I'm on top of it
When I dream, I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep me right on

Hey
You're a crazy bitch
But you fuck so good, I'm on top of it
When I dream, I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep me right on

Get the video
Fuck you so good
Get the video
Fuck you so good

Crazy bitch
Crazy bitch
Crazy...bitch

Hey
You're a crazy bitch
But you fuck so good, I'm on top of it
When I dream, I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep me right on

Hey
You're a crazy bitch
But you fuck so good, I'm on top of it
When I dream, I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back, come on

Baby girl
You want it all
To be a star
You'll have to go down
Take it off
No need to talk
You're crazy
But I like the way you fuck me

Hey
You're a crazy bitch
But you fuck so good, I'm on top of it
When I dream, I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep me right on

Hey
You're a crazy bitch
But you fuck so good, I'm on top of it
When I dream, I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep me right on
You keep me right on

You're crazy
But I like the way you fuck me

I knew there was something wrong when I called him the next night(I can't NOT call him) when I couldn't get a hold of him...he wasn't online either....Tuesday....same thing...I was worried about him. Wednesday I called him and he answered...he said things were not good...that he had been in jail...and that his wife knew about us.

I'm not sure how she found out exactly. Somehow she got into his email on the computer they shared....and read our emails.

He told me what had happened that put him in jail was not a big deal and he would deal with it....
When I left him on Sunday...he went home to his kids...and was in the kitchen with his 14 year old daughter...she came to him and put her arms around him and gave him a hug....and asked him if he missed mom...he said he did...and he hugged her and put his hands on her back...and rubbed her back under her belly t-shirt...she told him...*don't...*(like a teenager would) and pulled away...and as she backed away from him, his hand brushed across the side of her breast. She later told this to her mother on the phone....which was what they were discussing when I had called....and on that same day...she had got into his email account and saw our emails....and discovered our affair....and booked a flight home.
When she got home she called the police and reported that he touched their daughter inapropriatly...the laws in the state I live in are very vague on sexual molestation....when the police asked him if he touched her...he thought *no big deal..* and admited to it. He didn't want to call his daughter a liar...and never having ANY prior criminal record...other than a underage smoking ticket at age 17...he didn't know that maybe he shouldn't say anything....who would have thought it would go the way it did?
They arrested him on the spot and took him to jail...and booked him on sexual...assault charges (I think). He really didn't think much would come of it....being that he was NOT a pedifile....it was just a accidental brush up against her. He didn't grab her, rub her...nothing else.
His wife was PISSED off to say the least....she was hell bent over his affair and posted about it on *our* self help sight...and wanted him to pay.
I have to say...that as a woman....if a man cheated on me the way he did with me...I would probably kill him....so in a way I can't blame her....but she really messed up his life.
A lot happened in the next couple weeks. He got a lawyer...a apartment...a court date was set but it was a ways off. I can't remember all that he had to do...but he was ordered to take a evaluation to gage exactly how much of a threat he was to society...I think he had a counsiler...and a very thorough battery of tests that included the wires hooked up to his penis and listening to situations of child molestation that made him so ill that when they did give him a normal adult woman situation...he didn't even get arroused. He registered zero on that test.
In the mean time....we started spending more and more time together. Mostly sexual....a lot of long days and nights in his apartment....that I cherish...we got to know each other better and better.
I didn't stay with him and just turn a blind eye to what was going on....I must say....I have 3 daughters of my own(and a son) and am extremely overprotective of them...I don't believe pedifiles can be cured. I think they should be shot...hung....put to death. If a man molested one of my kids....I would kill him and spend the rest of my life in prison. So I did question...and ask myself *what if*....and read the evidence and the charges. He was charged with....and this is exactly as the newspaper printed it...*touching a female minor above the waist*
He didn't molest anyone....didn't rape anyone....wasn't attracted to little children....he hugged his daughter the wrong way....and had a affair....and now he was going to pay for it.

What did I say? The day of reckoning? I guess thats not exactly the day of reckoning...but it was a....important day in this story...
I have to say....theres a lot of details I'm leaving out...so much to say about this man that I came to be really really good friends with. We clicked..bonded...and had a mutual unspoken understanding....fucking him was like fucking myself....there were no strings...no pressure for more....no conditions on the sex...
One thing I liked about him was that he was such a good father to his kids. He took them places....spent time with them...he was a dog breeder and trainer and I remember him taking his older kids to...a self esteem class...
When we met...his wife was depressed and spent alot of time in bed....before she left for her trip out of state...he made a comment to me in a email that he had to put her on her stomach and think about me...just to fuck her. A email she ended up reading...lol...okay...NOT funny.....yes it is....lol!
My husband was out of town so much...and I had told him over and over what I needed from him. I couldn't sleep at night and he would be asleep in his motel room earily...and would be mad when I would call....he didn't want to talk. My marriage was good for about 2 weks and then he told me all the things I needed to change. I should have left then...but didn't.
My new man...had his own business...self employed...responsible....not a drinker or into drugs...just your average hardworking guy trying to provide for his family.
Neither of us wanted a divorce when we started seeing each other...but he wasn't very smart about hiding it....(sweetie....you dumbshit...I wish you would have been better at hiding it...*sigh*)
We had met in the motel on Saturday...wish I could get descriptive about that put it's rated XXX...can I write that here?...I can close my eyes and see the room...and every move we made...
The next day was Sunday...I really really wanted to see him...I think I told my husband I was going shopping...and drove over the hill to see him...he was working in his shop for a few hours...I picked him up and we drove around...and got a frosty...and went to a secluded place and parked....where it got pretty hot and heavy...
If I could go back...there are SO many things i would have done different. Well, just one thing. I would have got him off. However I had to...I would have made sure he was sexually satisfied. But I was pressed for time and didn't know if my husband(only home for 2 days and I had avoided sex the night before)would want to have sex with me. I couldn't be with another man and then go home and be with him...not on the same day.
Pretty hot and heavy....I know I was driving him crazy...we stopped short of having sex and I had to go....and his kids were calling him...he was still Mr.Mom....I dropped him off at work and went home.
When I called him later that night....his son answered his cell phone. He said he was *dealing with something with his wife* and he would call me later. When he did call me back...he didn't say much about what happened...he's really private about some things...we talked about meeting later on that week and that was the last I talked to him that night.