I have dealt with enough of her bullshit over the years but nothing vexed me more than her “Always be Positive, think positive, do positive, attitude.” I bet she smells roses in her shit. I’m just the opposite of that, I always think of the worst possible outcome and wear it as a life jacket. That may be the very reason why knowing what she did didn’t lead me into the dark suicidal pit of depression. I had already anticipated that one day she is to fuck behind my back or leave me, when we were under the sheet for the very first time. “I shall always be by your side, as long as you fuck me good and spend enough to keep me hot.” She had said and I had managed enough to pull up a flummoxing smile not knowing what she really meant, I thought of it to be of something positive.

“Oh! That whore has sucked you dry like a flea.” Said Johnny gulping down on whiskey in one breath; when I told him...