It was a whirlwind romance, we had known eachother our entire lives. We had what seemed like a deeper connection than most, honestly I couldn't have m...de it through all of this without her by my side. She was amazing, beautiful, full of life and making quite a name for herself at the lawfirm she started working at after graduation. Like me she was the job, so much so infact she started fucking one of the senior partners to get a leg up. Or both legs up for that matter at least that's what I saw. From my grandma I also inherited my interest in spirituality and my lack of reservations in my sexuality. My family’s lack of inhibitions led to my virginity being stolen from me very young and against my will. And my own open sexuality led me to all the wonderfulness I’m going to tell you about with HIM, but it was also the undoing of it all. The man I am writing this true story about – let’s call him Eric – and I are both professional writers of a sort, although we had both wound up writing. This is the thanks I get for being attached to him so quickly; I can't believe I didn't see this coming. Even though I was the one that started this, he kept it going and I felt like he was using me the entire time. We had never sat down and agreed on anything, but it's common knowledge not to go around fucking any hoe that will spread her legs without letting the original girl know. But what if he was fucking her before me? She did come in asking for that extension when I was under the desk.. He still had his old phone. It was filled with calls, text messages, and e-mails from Janet. He ignored them. Of course, there hadn’t been a single call from the kids. That was just another reminder of his relative importance or, more accurately, the lack of importance that he had in their lives.While driving to his apartment he thought about what might be a suitable topic for his next article. He wasn’t sure what business woe to address next, but his conversation with Ken the previous evening.