We were the girls next door, America’s sweethearts — classy and sassy but well-behaved. All sorts of men came through the door during the day. There were locals, lobbyists, politicians, attorneys, out-of-towners, and businessmen who wrote off strip-clubs as a business expense.
Do you ever think about me? Do you wonder if I’ll write about you — if I’ll take to the Internet to shout out loud about what you did to me?
After five years of marriage and a vivacious three-year-old son, I felt my life — what was left — slipping out of my grasp. I wanted and needed to grab onto something … someone that would help me feel like my “old” self.
I’m writing to tell you something important, something that increases your chance of getting laid by any woman with half a head of brains.
I’ve never been a faithful partner. Not once.
Age gap? Are you serious?
Eventually I got sick of throwing myself pity parties; I had to try something. Ahh, I thought. Craigslist is free — and anonymous.
The morning sun shines through the window. You yawn sleepily, stretching your arms above your head. Rolling over, fluffing the pillow, your eyes open and you find yourself face-to-face with the friend of a friend of a friend you met at last night’s party.