That's some Najeh Davenport shit right there...
now that is a wild guy, he crapped in a dames closet!
That's some Najeh Davenport shit right there...
him: where is he?
her: work
him: ok
her: my head hurts
him: come over and lay down here
her: ok
I signed up for the Army when I was 16. Since I was so inexperienced in life, it was easy to gravitate toward the church. Church families basically adopt young soldiers around post. I get introduced to a chick at the church by her grandmother/church mother and we begin "courting". Since I was "saved" at the time, a date consisted of holding hands while watching TV with the family, holding hands on the porch, more hand holding, etc. Her grandmother decides that I should propose and that she should say yes, the only time I've ever been engaged.
It comes time for me to go home and there is some conflict over whether we'll live in Texas or Florida. She doesn't want to move to Florida because of the hurricanes. She eventually agrees to follow. I go home, and at first everything is cool. Then after a few weeks, I can get her on the phone. Time passes.
About a year later, her grandmother calls me, out of the blue. Grandma goes on about how the family has missed me, and suddenly,"You know Kim had a baby." I'm thinking, not the same Kim whose pussy I couldn't identity because I had never see, touched or smelled it.
Kim calls me shortly after. I decide not to discuss the circumstances of the pregnancy with her. I cape up and vow to take care of her and the baby, who she has named A-Lexus. Let the ghetto name sink in please.............A-Lexus. Anyway, I try to make arrangement for her and little A-Lexus to fly out to me, because I figure that's what Jesus would have me do. After plans fell though the 3rd time, I said fuck it. Haven't spoken to her since. I've been a slut from that point on.
but u hit it RAW after another nigga done smashed that nasty my dude![]()
Truth.. it's a lot of emotionally fragile dudes out there. Suck that shyt up & move on. Everyone has been hurt before.
I also think dudes be on some "ain't no bitch gonna fool me" shyt. Bottom line, you don't let another woman (or person for that matter) alter you for the worse. If a woman lies to you about some shyt she's doin, she didn't trick you.. she lied. That's on her. Once you find out then delete that heifa from your existence. The best revenge is ex-communication, trust.
We had been kickin it since march. This past week I noticed she was actin funny, keepin the conversation short, saying she would call back and would not call back, etc. This was new behaviour.
Called her saturday and she was bullshitin me on the phone. Same shit.
Called her at 9 that night....no answer. Sunday after church I decided to drop by. En route to her house, I called....again no answer. I pulled up and noticed the grill was going...she comes outside to tend to the grill but didn't see me until I got all the way up on her. She looked like she was about to have a damn heart attack...then a whole new person came out of her.
Her: Uh...I got company, you can't come over here!
Me: What?
Her: You heard me! Bye!
Me: (Keepin cool) Who's over here?
Her: My friend.
Me: Who is he?
Her: None of your business.
Me: Well at least give me an explanation.
Her: I don't have to tell you anything.../Walks in the house and slams door.
After that I bounced. Haven't heard from her. That was some cold blooded shit mayne.![]()
Yeah, I laugh at the shit nowGod saved you from a fucked up life cuz. Pay the favor back and let yourself find that good woman you were looking for back then. Let that go, bruh.
Here goes my story ( switch to sucker mode )
I was with this girl who I met online.
Nice girl, freak in the bed, good cook, own place, good job etc etc etc.
She claimed to have just came out of a 8 year relationship because her ex cheated on her and couldn't satisfy her, bla bla bla.
One day I'm on her myspace page and saw that her ex had left her a comment.
Nothing crazy, just " God bless, have a good day " shit.
She claimed to hate this dude because of what he did, so I'd never expect her to talk to him again.
Curiosity got the best of me and I decided to click on his page to see if she would reply to his comment.
Low and Behold, she did! I paid it no mind and x'd his page and started surfing BGOL.
a week passes by and I'm at work.
I see that she's logged on myspace and I send her a message.
Tell her I'm horny and I get off at 3.
She claims not to be feeling well and doesn't feel like having me for company/sex.
Cool, I log off and went about my day.
I get home, go to sleep and the next day while checking my myspace messages I get a real simp moment.
Something tells me to go and look at her page and what do I see.
early in the morning her ex posts " You're my best friend".
I click on his and see she post one of those stupid friendship .gif images.
My senses go off.
For some reason I cant see why someone would talk to a person who hurt them and they claim to hate so much.
*sucka moment*
I get a key-logger, and get her myspace password and yahoo mail password.
Go through her yahoo mail ( she actually deleted everything, except for her " sent " folder ) and I see that she's been e-mailing him back and forth.
He apologizes for last night, she tells him if they cant be just friends then maybe they shouldn't chill at all.
He claims that he couldn't help himself, she tells him that she's with me so maybe this is not a good idea.
I read it and didn't think that she had sex with him.
Was kind of upset thou that she went to his house at night.
cool...two days later I decide to check her myspace page and logged in using her name and password, aha!
here I see messages from since January...dinner dates...and THAT DAY WHEN SHE CLAIMS SHE WAS NOT FEELING WELL AND DIDN'T WANT COMPANY.
pretty much him and I are sending her messages at the same time.
him: sup
her: nothing, making me a drink
him: hmmm, make me one too.
her: nah
him: what else are you doing
her: laying down on the sofa
him: what do you have on?
her: shorts, low cut shirt
him: hmmm, I bet you look sexy
her: shut up
him: where is he?
her: work
him: ok
her: my head hurts
him: come over and lay down here
her: ok
* My heart dropped *.....I was a lollipop...a sucker.
I tried to play it cool and would not say anything, just kept on fucking and gathering info.
I was having sex with her ( strapped of course ) and just couldn't get into it.
a few days later I just couldn't take it anymore...I was fucking up at work, not eating etc etc etc
I called, got her voice mail and broke up with her in a message.
She called me 2 hour later, flipping, like WTF? BREAK UP WITH ME, WHY? NAH..FUCK THAT SHIT...BLA BLA BLA.
I finally like a sucker called her back, and * sighs * asked her about her ex.
Did you go to his house?, I asked. NO, she replied.
What does that have to do with anything she asked me and like an idiot I tell her that My friend saw her at the restaurant with her ex.
She claims it's a lie. I said nah, I know the time and date.
She later gave me some half assed confession about only going for drinks months ago when they first broke up....
Anyways, like a simp I told her that I read her e-mails and myspace and that she's a fucking liar and a cheater....BIG MISTAKE...BOY DID SHE FLIP THE SCRIPT ON ME, ACTING ALL ANGRY AND SHIT.
Some how...I don't know how...I ended up apologizing and she just wouldn't let go of the fact that I read her e-mails.
Broke up with me...lol...I broke up with YOU earlier today..talking about I cant be with no man who snoops in my personal business...God knows what else I've been snooping in..etc etc etc.
First of all if you didn't give me a suspicion...* she cuts me off *...don't want to hear it...gets her mom, sister and home girls in on it..and I'm all alone.
* hyper sucka moment *
I felt bad, and we got back together....
She gave me some half assed apology but never confessed to fucking him.
I know she did.
we eventually break up when i check her e-mail again and saw that she booked a hotel for two ( during her birthday weekend ) to the Poconos with her credit card on Monday for fri/sat/sun.
Calls me on Thursday and say " babe, guess what my best friend/sister got me? "
me: what?
her: a spa treatment weekend in the Poconos.
me: a wha?
her: a gift, for my birthday..I can go relax, shop and shit.
me: who gave you this?
her: my best friend/sister, why?
me: you sure?
her: yea, what?
me: YOU LYING SLUT. You booked that shit on Monday for 2 people.
her: YOU SNOOPED AGAIN IN MY E-MAILS..THAT'S IT WE'RE DONE..BLA BLA BLA.
Off to the Poconos she goes...I'm home all week like
Getting the urge to pull off a GAMEBOY and drive there ( since I got all the info from the e-mail ), but I decide not too.
she comes back, acts like she's mad & tells me she needs some time, I act like a simp again and starts apologizing.
She claims the 2 person must be a mistake........she thought she selected 1 person.
shit didn't last too long after that because I just couldn't perform anymore knowing that someone else might have been knocking the pussy.
We break up for good when she starts acting distant, is always busy and what's not.
we became fuck friends...fuck for no reason for like a good 4 months...until the last time I fuck her in her ass ( no homo ).
we haven't seen or had sex since.
Speaking of which, let me go and call her..I want my fucking rims back.
Here goes my story ( switch to sucker mode )
I was with this girl who I met online.
.............
.............
we haven't seen or had sex since.
Speaking of which, let me go and call her..I want my fucking rims back.
Here goes my story ( switch to sucker mode )
I was with this girl who I met online.
Nice girl, freak in the bed, good cook, own place, good job etc etc etc.
She claimed to have just came out of a 8 year relationship because her ex cheated on her and couldn't satisfy her, bla bla bla.
One day I'm on her myspace page and saw that her ex had left her a comment.
Nothing crazy, just " God bless, have a good day " shit.
She claimed to hate this dude because of what he did, so I'd never expect her to talk to him again.
Curiosity got the best of me and I decided to click on his page to see if she would reply to his comment.
Low and Behold, she did! I paid it no mind and x'd his page and started surfing BGOL.
a week passes by and I'm at work.
I see that she's logged on myspace and I send her a message.
Tell her I'm horny and I get off at 3.
She claims not to be feeling well and doesn't feel like having me for company/sex.
Cool, I log off and went about my day.
I get home, go to sleep and the next day while checking my myspace messages I get a real simp moment.
Something tells me to go and look at her page and what do I see.
early in the morning her ex posts " You're my best friend".
I click on his and see she post one of those stupid friendship .gif images.
My senses go off.
For some reason I cant see why someone would talk to a person who hurt them and they claim to hate so much.
*sucka moment*
I get a key-logger, and get her myspace password and yahoo mail password.
Go through her yahoo mail ( she actually deleted everything, except for her " sent " folder ) and I see that she's been e-mailing him back and forth.
He apologizes for last night, she tells him if they cant be just friends then maybe they shouldn't chill at all.
He claims that he couldn't help himself, she tells him that she's with me so maybe this is not a good idea.
I read it and didn't think that she had sex with him.
Was kind of upset thou that she went to his house at night.
cool...two days later I decide to check her myspace page and logged in using her name and password, aha!
here I see messages from since January...dinner dates...and THAT DAY WHEN SHE CLAIMS SHE WAS NOT FEELING WELL AND DIDN'T WANT COMPANY.
pretty much him and I are sending her messages at the same time.
him: sup
her: nothing, making me a drink
him: hmmm, make me one too.
her: nah
him: what else are you doing
her: laying down on the sofa
him: what do you have on?
her: shorts, low cut shirt
him: hmmm, I bet you look sexy
her: shut up
him: where is he?
her: work
him: ok
her: my head hurts
him: come over and lay down here
her: ok
* My heart dropped *.....I was a lollipop...a sucker.
I tried to play it cool and would not say anything, just kept on fucking and gathering info.
I was having sex with her ( strapped of course ) and just couldn't get into it.
a few days later I just couldn't take it anymore...I was fucking up at work, not eating etc etc etc
I called, got her voice mail and broke up with her in a message.
She called me 2 hour later, flipping, like WTF? BREAK UP WITH ME, WHY? NAH..FUCK THAT SHIT...BLA BLA BLA.
I finally like a sucker called her back, and * sighs * asked her about her ex.
Did you go to his house?, I asked. NO, she replied.
What does that have to do with anything she asked me and like an idiot I tell her that My friend saw her at the restaurant with her ex.
She claims it's a lie. I said nah, I know the time and date.
She later gave me some half assed confession about only going for drinks months ago when they first broke up....
Anyways, like a simp I told her that I read her e-mails and myspace and that she's a fucking liar and a cheater....BIG MISTAKE...BOY DID SHE FLIP THE SCRIPT ON ME, ACTING ALL ANGRY AND SHIT.
Some how...I don't know how...I ended up apologizing and she just wouldn't let go of the fact that I read her e-mails.
Broke up with me...lol...I broke up with YOU earlier today..talking about I cant be with no man who snoops in my personal business...God knows what else I've been snooping in..etc etc etc.
First of all if you didn't give me a suspicion...* she cuts me off *...don't want to hear it...gets her mom, sister and home girls in on it..and I'm all alone.
* hyper sucka moment *
I felt bad, and we got back together....
She gave me some half assed apology but never confessed to fucking him.
I know she did.
we eventually break up when i check her e-mail again and saw that she booked a hotel for two ( during her birthday weekend ) to the Poconos with her credit card on Monday for fri/sat/sun.
Calls me on Thursday and say " babe, guess what my best friend/sister got me? "
me: what?
her: a spa treatment weekend in the Poconos.
me: a wha?
her: a gift, for my birthday..I can go relax, shop and shit.
me: who gave you this?
her: my best friend/sister, why?
me: you sure?
her: yea, what?
me: YOU LYING SLUT. You booked that shit on Monday for 2 people.
her: YOU SNOOPED AGAIN IN MY E-MAILS..THAT'S IT WE'RE DONE..BLA BLA BLA.
Off to the Poconos she goes...I'm home all week like
Getting the urge to pull off a GAMEBOY and drive there ( since I got all the info from the e-mail ), but I decide not too.
she comes back, acts like she's mad & tells me she needs some time, I act like a simp again and starts apologizing.
She claims the 2 person must be a mistake........she thought she selected 1 person.
shit didn't last too long after that because I just couldn't perform anymore knowing that someone else might have been knocking the pussy.
We break up for good when she starts acting distant, is always busy and what's not.
we became fuck friends...fuck for no reason for like a good 4 months...until the last time I fuck her in her ass ( no homo ).
we haven't seen or had sex since.
Speaking of which, let me go and call her..I want my fucking rims back.
Real Talk, How many of you niggas actually stayed wit a chick who was cheatin on u. "I cheated, she cheated, so we even." Lets see how many niggas keep it funky.
The real question here is...."Have You Ever Caught Yo Girl Cheatin AND Stayed With Her"...lol.
Done seen many cats catch shit goin down and still wife shorty.
Mo power to them.....
Wow u coulda kept that simp shit to yourself homie dam.Was the pussy that good??Was she wifey or sumthing
Wow u coulda kept that simp shit to yourself homie dam.Was the pussy that good??Was she wifey or sumthing
oh ok,,, i knew you couldn't possibly be as slow as you sound,,, you are still emotional with me from a thread that happened months agoThis here coming from the same guy who can't get pussy in Vegas of all places. And I never went to check on a female to see if she lying on me, if she only what you say, a woman you didn't really care aboutWhy roll to her place if you don't care about her. And how can she be putting game on you if you not having feelings.
nope,,, she wasn't even my main chick,,, just a chick i caught trying to run some bullshit on me,,, i was real with her and told her she wasn't the only one,,, she wanted to be my main,,, and still leaves messages on my phonebut nah he thought he was her main![]()
wow,,, strange story,,, sounds like some "little house on the prarie" type shit,,, you never hit it, so you can't miss what you never had,,, plus you were gone a year,,, she was gonna fuck somebody,,, not even mad at her for living her life,,, & she did you a favor by dissing you, when you were trying to save her and her daughter,,, saved you a big headacheI signed up for the Army when I was 16. Since I was so inexperienced in life, it was easy to gravitate toward the church. Church families basically adopt young soldiers around post. I get introduced to a chick at the church by her grandmother/church mother and we begin "courting". Since I was "saved" at the time, a date consisted of holding hands while watching TV with the family, holding hands on the porch, more hand holding, etc. Her grandmother decides that I should propose and that she should say yes, the only time I've ever been engaged.
It comes time for me to go home and there is some conflict over whether we'll live in Texas or Florida. She doesn't want to move to Florida because of the hurricanes. She eventually agrees to follow. I go home, and at first everything is cool. Then after a few weeks, I can get her on the phone. Time passes.
About a year later, her grandmother calls me, out of the blue. Grandma goes on about how the family has missed me, and suddenly,"You know Kim had a baby." I'm thinking, not the same Kim whose pussy I couldn't identity because I had never see, touched or smelled it.
Kim calls me shortly after. I decide not to discuss the circumstances of the pregnancy with her. I cape up and vow to take care of her and the baby, who she has named A-Lexus. Let the ghetto name sink in please.............A-Lexus. Anyway, I try to make arrangement for her and little A-Lexus to fly out to me, because I figure that's what Jesus would have me do. After plans fell though the 3rd time, I said fuck it. Haven't spoken to her since. I've been a slut from that point on.
For real you can tell when a girl cheating on you, that shyt is simple, she would act distant, she has a really close male friend or close with her ex, before I got innvolved I made sure to have a girl that had no ties to an ex or any baby daddies period, fuck a jealous nigga poppin up out the blue, a fuckin chick is enough drama by themselves..
but gameboy come clean mang, you know you was a lil fucked up by it, I am just reading between the lines,
I mean why spend any energy on da puddy you dont care about... and you had a chick there.....
mah dude somehting aint adding up....
its cool if you caught feelings
I guess I wasn't clear,but she got pregnant around the time I was leaving. I wasn't too fucked up about itwow,,, strange story,,, sounds like some "little house on the prarie" type shit,,, you never hit it, so you can't miss what you never had,,, plus you were gone a year,,, she was gonna fuck somebody,,, not even mad at her for living her life,,, & she did you a favor by dissing you, when you were trying to save her and her daughter,,, saved you a big headache
oh ok,,, yeah, that's scandalous then,,, what was the reason you didn't hit it,,, you were waiting for marriage?,, or you thought she wasn't giving it up?I guess I wasn't clear,but she got pregnant around the time I was leaving. I wasn't too fucked up about it
Here goes my story ( switch to sucker mode )
I was with this girl who I met online.
Nice girl, freak in the bed, good cook, own place, good job etc etc etc.
She claimed to have just came out of a 8 year relationship because her ex cheated on her and couldn't satisfy her, bla bla bla.
One day I'm on her myspace page and saw that her ex had left her a comment.
Nothing crazy, just " God bless, have a good day " shit.
She claimed to hate this dude because of what he did, so I'd never expect her to talk to him again.
Curiosity got the best of me and I decided to click on his page to see if she would reply to his comment.
Low and Behold, she did! I paid it no mind and x'd his page and started surfing BGOL.
a week passes by and I'm at work.
I see that she's logged on myspace and I send her a message.
Tell her I'm horny and I get off at 3.
She claims not to be feeling well and doesn't feel like having me for company/sex.
Cool, I log off and went about my day.
I get home, go to sleep and the next day while checking my myspace messages I get a real simp moment.
Something tells me to go and look at her page and what do I see.
early in the morning her ex posts " You're my best friend".
I click on his and see she post one of those stupid friendship .gif images.
My senses go off.
For some reason I cant see why someone would talk to a person who hurt them and they claim to hate so much.
*sucka moment*
I get a key-logger, and get her myspace password and yahoo mail password.
Go through her yahoo mail ( she actually deleted everything, except for her " sent " folder ) and I see that she's been e-mailing him back and forth.
He apologizes for last night, she tells him if they cant be just friends then maybe they shouldn't chill at all.
He claims that he couldn't help himself, she tells him that she's with me so maybe this is not a good idea.
I read it and didn't think that she had sex with him.
Was kind of upset thou that she went to his house at night.
cool...two days later I decide to check her myspace page and logged in using her name and password, aha!
here I see messages from since January...dinner dates...and THAT DAY WHEN SHE CLAIMS SHE WAS NOT FEELING WELL AND DIDN'T WANT COMPANY.
pretty much him and I are sending her messages at the same time.
him: sup
her: nothing, making me a drink
him: hmmm, make me one too.
her: nah
him: what else are you doing
her: laying down on the sofa
him: what do you have on?
her: shorts, low cut shirt
him: hmmm, I bet you look sexy
her: shut up
him: where is he?
her: work
him: ok
her: my head hurts
him: come over and lay down here
her: ok
* My heart dropped *.....I was a lollipop...a sucker.
I tried to play it cool and would not say anything, just kept on fucking and gathering info.
I was having sex with her ( strapped of course ) and just couldn't get into it.
a few days later I just couldn't take it anymore...I was fucking up at work, not eating etc etc etc
I called, got her voice mail and broke up with her in a message.
She called me 2 hour later, flipping, like WTF? BREAK UP WITH ME, WHY? NAH..FUCK THAT SHIT...BLA BLA BLA.
I finally like a sucker called her back, and * sighs * asked her about her ex.
Did you go to his house?, I asked. NO, she replied.
What does that have to do with anything she asked me and like an idiot I tell her that My friend saw her at the restaurant with her ex.
She claims it's a lie. I said nah, I know the time and date.
She later gave me some half assed confession about only going for drinks months ago when they first broke up....
Anyways, like a simp I told her that I read her e-mails and myspace and that she's a fucking liar and a cheater....BIG MISTAKE...BOY DID SHE FLIP THE SCRIPT ON ME, ACTING ALL ANGRY AND SHIT.
Some how...I don't know how...I ended up apologizing and she just wouldn't let go of the fact that I read her e-mails.
Broke up with me...lol...I broke up with YOU earlier today..talking about I cant be with no man who snoops in my personal business...God knows what else I've been snooping in..etc etc etc.
First of all if you didn't give me a suspicion...* she cuts me off *...don't want to hear it...gets her mom, sister and home girls in on it..and I'm all alone.
* hyper sucka moment *
I felt bad, and we got back together....
She gave me some half assed apology but never confessed to fucking him.
I know she did.
we eventually break up when i check her e-mail again and saw that she booked a hotel for two ( during her birthday weekend ) to the Poconos with her credit card on Monday for fri/sat/sun.
Calls me on Thursday and say " babe, guess what my best friend/sister got me? "
me: what?
her: a spa treatment weekend in the Poconos.
me: a wha?
her: a gift, for my birthday..I can go relax, shop and shit.
me: who gave you this?
her: my best friend/sister, why?
me: you sure?
her: yea, what?
me: YOU LYING SLUT. You booked that shit on Monday for 2 people.
her: YOU SNOOPED AGAIN IN MY E-MAILS..THAT'S IT WE'RE DONE..BLA BLA BLA.
Off to the Poconos she goes...I'm home all week like
Getting the urge to pull off a GAMEBOY and drive there ( since I got all the info from the e-mail ), but I decide not too.
she comes back, acts like she's mad & tells me she needs some time, I act like a simp again and starts apologizing.
She claims the 2 person must be a mistake........she thought she selected 1 person.
shit didn't last too long after that because I just couldn't perform anymore knowing that someone else might have been knocking the pussy.
We break up for good when she starts acting distant, is always busy and what's not.
we became fuck friends...fuck for no reason for like a good 4 months...until the last time I fuck her in her ass ( no homo ).
we haven't seen or had sex since.
Speaking of which, let me go and call her..I want my fucking rims back.
all imma say is woman be smarter than men, but half yall say you got other chicks when u with a bitch blah blah blah, but u think they dont got other dick available, and is it cheating if u just fuckin?
Women have a different level to their cheating.
They be on some other shit, they be crossing all kinda lines.
They'll pick up the phone to talk to their man while they layin up in the bed next to another ninja...pussy still got nut in it.
They'll introduce you to tha dude too, and not blink once, and you'll never know.
Half the time you've met that dude she fuckin, you just didnt know.
They grimey like that. They love the thrill of it.
Dudes cheat but there's certain lines we wont cross, certain things we wont do.
Women have no concept of lines, they let their emotions take control and they dont give a fuck.
Be doing all kinda shit, Inviting you to a party knowing her man gonna be there, huggin you and shit all in front of her man like y'all best buddies, knowing she just let you nut in her mouth the day before.
I've been the side ninja, so you get to see the shit first hand. That shit can fuck with your head though, cuz you'll never look at women the same again.
you rationale is off. most of the guys in here were cheating anyway, so their feelings are moot. you get what you put in.
. I will never understand how yall complain about females cheating on you and ya'll are doing the same thing. Whether its you or her it's wrong
Pussy was superb, chick used to take good care of me, wash my clothes, clean, cook, buy me clothes, came and towed my turbo integra twice at 3 am when I broke down on the highway at the races with her jeep.
She was as close to shacking up with a chick I'd ever gotten.
I accepted it for what it is, no shame in admitting that I was a sucker.
You live and learn.
Im Sorry but youre a B*tch RFLMAO
Damn studio, just dam![]()
Fuck the dumb shit you should have wifed her still.![]()
pissed on her door & welcome mat and i guess the outside floor of her apt. BITCH.
Here goes my story ( switch to sucker mode )
I was with this girl who I met online.
Nice girl, freak in the bed, good cook, own place, good job etc etc etc.
She claimed to have just came out of a 8 year relationship because her ex cheated on her and couldn't satisfy her, bla bla bla.
One day I'm on her myspace page and saw that her ex had left her a comment.
Nothing crazy, just " God bless, have a good day " shit.
She claimed to hate this dude because of what he did, so I'd never expect her to talk to him again.
Curiosity got the best of me and I decided to click on his page to see if she would reply to his comment.
Low and Behold, she did! I paid it no mind and x'd his page and started surfing BGOL.
a week passes by and I'm at work.
I see that she's logged on myspace and I send her a message.
Tell her I'm horny and I get off at 3.
She claims not to be feeling well and doesn't feel like having me for company/sex.
Cool, I log off and went about my day.
I get home, go to sleep and the next day while checking my myspace messages I get a real simp moment.
Something tells me to go and look at her page and what do I see.
early in the morning her ex posts " You're my best friend".
I click on his and see she post one of those stupid friendship .gif images.
My senses go off.
For some reason I cant see why someone would talk to a person who hurt them and they claim to hate so much.
*sucka moment*
I get a key-logger, and get her myspace password and yahoo mail password.
Go through her yahoo mail ( she actually deleted everything, except for her " sent " folder ) and I see that she's been e-mailing him back and forth.
He apologizes for last night, she tells him if they cant be just friends then maybe they shouldn't chill at all.
He claims that he couldn't help himself, she tells him that she's with me so maybe this is not a good idea.
I read it and didn't think that she had sex with him.
Was kind of upset thou that she went to his house at night.
cool...two days later I decide to check her myspace page and logged in using her name and password, aha!
here I see messages from since January...dinner dates...and THAT DAY WHEN SHE CLAIMS SHE WAS NOT FEELING WELL AND DIDN'T WANT COMPANY.
pretty much him and I are sending her messages at the same time.
him: sup
her: nothing, making me a drink
him: hmmm, make me one too.
her: nah
him: what else are you doing
her: laying down on the sofa
him: what do you have on?
her: shorts, low cut shirt
him: hmmm, I bet you look sexy
her: shut up
him: where is he?
her: work
him: ok
her: my head hurts
him: come over and lay down here
her: ok
* My heart dropped *.....I was a lollipop...a sucker.
I tried to play it cool and would not say anything, just kept on fucking and gathering info.
I was having sex with her ( strapped of course ) and just couldn't get into it.
a few days later I just couldn't take it anymore...I was fucking up at work, not eating etc etc etc
I called, got her voice mail and broke up with her in a message.
She called me 2 hour later, flipping, like WTF? BREAK UP WITH ME, WHY? NAH..FUCK THAT SHIT...BLA BLA BLA.
I finally like a sucker called her back, and * sighs * asked her about her ex.
Did you go to his house?, I asked. NO, she replied.
What does that have to do with anything she asked me and like an idiot I tell her that My friend saw her at the restaurant with her ex.
She claims it's a lie. I said nah, I know the time and date.
She later gave me some half assed confession about only going for drinks months ago when they first broke up....
Anyways, like a simp I told her that I read her e-mails and myspace and that she's a fucking liar and a cheater....BIG MISTAKE...BOY DID SHE FLIP THE SCRIPT ON ME, ACTING ALL ANGRY AND SHIT.
Some how...I don't know how...I ended up apologizing and she just wouldn't let go of the fact that I read her e-mails.
Broke up with me...lol...I broke up with YOU earlier today..talking about I cant be with no man who snoops in my personal business...God knows what else I've been snooping in..etc etc etc.
First of all if you didn't give me a suspicion...* she cuts me off *...don't want to hear it...gets her mom, sister and home girls in on it..and I'm all alone.
* hyper sucka moment *
I felt bad, and we got back together....
She gave me some half assed apology but never confessed to fucking him.
I know she did.
we eventually break up when i check her e-mail again and saw that she booked a hotel for two ( during her birthday weekend ) to the Poconos with her credit card on Monday for fri/sat/sun.
Calls me on Thursday and say " babe, guess what my best friend/sister got me? "
me: what?
her: a spa treatment weekend in the Poconos.
me: a wha?
her: a gift, for my birthday..I can go relax, shop and shit.
me: who gave you this?
her: my best friend/sister, why?
me: you sure?
her: yea, what?
me: YOU LYING SLUT. You booked that shit on Monday for 2 people.
her: YOU SNOOPED AGAIN IN MY E-MAILS..THAT'S IT WE'RE DONE..BLA BLA BLA.
Off to the Poconos she goes...I'm home all week like
Getting the urge to pull off a GAMEBOY and drive there ( since I got all the info from the e-mail ), but I decide not too.
she comes back, acts like she's mad & tells me she needs some time, I act like a simp again and starts apologizing.
She claims the 2 person must be a mistake........she thought she selected 1 person.
shit didn't last too long after that because I just couldn't perform anymore knowing that someone else might have been knocking the pussy.
We break up for good when she starts acting distant, is always busy and what's not.
we became fuck friends...fuck for no reason for like a good 4 months...until the last time I fuck her in her ass ( no homo ).
we haven't seen or had sex since.
Speaking of which, let me go and call her..I want my fucking rims back.
studio718's story is some gut-wrenching shit. i don't understand how a man could let some shit like that happen.