I think I outed myself….

last night was….interesting.

I learned so mAny things, such as, I need to pack alone. At one point I almost punched C. She’s moved 3 times in her life, and she tryed to tell me how to pack? No, I don’t think so. So using my better judgement only my crystal and books got packed. I have 2 days and it’s best to go it alone.

So I decided that I needed to know what really went on with her and her husband. Turns out prior to his online accounts he has started to ask her for kinky things, like spankings and such. Turns out what he really wanted was to see her with another woman prefferably a domme. As I’m starting to get her to open up sir called. I felt bad that I didn’t want her to throw back up the walls, but it was the only time we could talk, so returning a few minutes later…..the details all but stopped.

She said she didn’t want me to be in the middle of it as he had questioned her mother about somethings. I told her I had no problem sitting and discussing things with him. I also said what ever kinky things he made her do or asked and she didn’t. I’ve done a hundred times worse, just for fun. So it’s out there, oh well.

I think she thought I was kidding, but nope I wasn’t. 

She said she feels like shit because she has morals. I pointed out that she thinks her morals are something they are not. She has 2 men outside of her marriage and honestly I don’t think she’s ever had a relationship that she didn’t cheat. So I told her the sooner you accept that you would be more hapy in an open relationship the better off you will be. Her response….I don’t want to be a slut. Mine….holding her hand, it’s too late, you are and that’s ok. I mean seriously, she just told me earlier that she fucked a married guy in a public park. I told her it’s just who she is.

I also told her they need to sit down and talk. She needs to tell him it’s ok to find someone else. After the online insident over a decade ago, he’s lived a trapped life while she cheats. 

The talk was long and draining on me, maybe more so than on her. I gave her a hug good bye and after a chat with Sir, all tucked in, I got message after message from her.

She’s what I call a perpetual victim and instead of going home after a bottle of wine, she met up with a girlfriend at a bar. In walks the guy that raped her years ago. She’s in total breakdown mood. So a long night calming her down again…..3 hours of sleep and toouch to do. 

So the lesson…don’t let anyone help you pack!

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