Before I start the story, this b**** goes by Jenny, or Jennie, and her last name has changed from Richards when I knew her, to Anderson, to now Palmer. Alright, here we go.. stick with me, its a bit long.. My husband and I have been together for 10 years this year, the love of my life. He was my date for my senior prom, been with him since i was 17 (Im 27 now, how the years have passed ). We like almost all the same things, we have the same goals, 99.9% of the time we agree on everything. I always felt we were a team. Us against the world. We have two beautiful daughters together, a house, a life.. I had what every woman wishes for, a loyal man who takes care of his family and loves his wife. He was a good man, a good husband, and a great father. I was so lucky to find this diamond in a world full of rocks. Someone to save me from this cruel world. Well, I didnt know how cruel the world really was.. i was blind, his love and promises of remaining faithful kept me blind. Today, my eyes are wide open. In March of 2010, my husband and I had been together for 5 years and married for 2 years. He decided to invite this guy over he went to school with. This guy had a wife and kid, and she was pregnant with their second. I was also pregnant with OUR second child, and both of us were due at the end of March. It started out so innocent.. we all met at our house (which we had bought the year before, our first home) and it seemed we would turn out to be good friends. We both had two kids, stayed home with them, and neither one of us had any really good friends. There was only one thing that I was initially weary of, she admitted that before the kids, she used to strip. Now typically, I do not trust people.. however, I assumed it would be okay because that was the past, and shes married with two kids now (not to mention I did not feel threatened by her appearance). So I gave her a chance, and boy was that the worst mistake I ever made! During the first week of hanging out, she would text message my husband to set up a time to come over. Continue Reading

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