This has been an insane week. I almost started to think it was Pop-Up Men time again, but it seems to have stopped at two. (I didn’t count Harry because he showed back up last week.) It started out with, are you ready for this? Manwhore. Yes, the very same Manwhore who got married to the Chicago Gold-Digger less than two months ago. At first I thought it was going to just be a text asking me to do some website work for him or something, but I was wrong. I was very wrong.
Manwhore sent me a few texts and then told me that he would be back down here in about a week. He asked if I wanted to come see him while he’s back in town. I was in shock. Has he really started cheating on her this soon after getting married? And if so, then why? Instead of wondering, I asked him. He said that he hasn’t cheated on her. This confused me even more. Why would he take that step into adultery with me of all people? His answer?
“I’ve just always at some point seen you and we ended up fucking.“
How’s that for disturbing? After all this time, and all my progress in trying to move on and get past that chapter in my life, he still thinks he can just pop up and I’ll come running to fuck him. Well, surprise, surprise…I’m not that weak “girl-in-love” anymore. I answered:
“It’s taken me a long time to get over you. I think it would be counter productive for me to come and fuck you now.”
I know it’s probably not the anger-filled reply that you might have expected, but I was trying to take the high road and be as polite as possible about it. There’s no need for me to stoop to his level anymore. I have overcome! This is real progress folks!
The next man to pop back up was my second ex-husband, The Ox. I know I haven’t told you much about him, and I plan to rectify that very soon, but here’s what happened this week. I was at work Wednesday and got a text from The Ox. That isn’t unusual. We still text each other occasionally, and I still consider him a friend. However, this text was different.
“Would you wanna get back together?”
Keep in mind that The Ox and I have been divorced for almost five years now. We were only together a total of four years. Even though I loved him, I have to admit that it was a doomed relationship. When I got that text from him, I didn’t know if he was joking with me or being serious. He has a tendency to be very sarcastic and never very serious about anything. So I asked him if he was being serious. He said that this time he was. I told him that I didn’t think it was a good idea, and that some things are best left alone. Again, I tried to be as nice as possible with my rejection text.
Maybe the universe is just playing some sick joke on me. It can’t be normal for men to keep going back to a woman from their past like this. Is it? I sometimes wonder if I radiate some kind of vibes, or pheromones, or something, and I don’t realize it. There has to be an explanation for it. Maybe it’s just the power of the pussy that keeps them coming back for more. That sounds conceited, I know, but don’t forget…I’m the Cock Master.