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AMaster -> RE: You knew I was a slut when you met me (2/28/2008 11:12:21 AM)
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ORIGINAL: CalifChick
I think I went from seriously making someone's day to crushing it in the space of maybe 60 seconds. All unintentional, of course.
Yesterday I was in the parking lot of a large hardware store (not Dom Depot). I'm on the phone with my ex (who I swear really needs serious meds), who is insisting that he has a right to know who I've been intimate with. Um, no, buddy, you don't have a right to that info. He starts making wild accusations and I started agreeing with him, just because it tortures him.
I'm in this large parking lot, there's some cars around, but I'm parked a bit far away from the doors, and every now and then I look around to make sure no one is near. I see NO ONE.
So I'm agreeing with the ex, remember? I've pretty much lost all patience when I blurt out, "You're right! I was a SLUT when you met me, I was a SLUT when you married me, and I was a SLUT when I left you! You know that I'm a SLUT so get over it!" I hear a cough and I turn to see a guy walking by, with this look on his face that was a mixture of curiosity, interest, and perhaps a little fear.
So I put my hand over the cell phone, and kinda whisper to the guy, "I'm not really a slut" and he looks absolutely crestfallen and says "oh", in a very sad way, and he walks on.
Cali
I'm sorry to hear that also.
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