The plot thickens….
Late Monday evening Geena messaged me through Facebook Messenger to tell me that she had broken up with Devin and that I could have him. I said well Hi Geena, thank you but I do not want him. I have not seen him since last Thursday, I broke up with him again. We started talking and comparing “notes” and screenshots and realized this scumbag had been seeing both of us at the same time. Sometimes fucking her early in the evening and then driving to me later in the evening to fuck me too. Unbelievable.
Then she says wait when did you start seeing him? I said July of last year. He was dating her friend Michelle starting in early February. We did not really break up until the weekend before Valentine’s Day. Geena said let’s bring Michelle into our chat. Now I had made two new friends. We figured out that there was A LOT of overlapping dates and visits. We were trying to put all the pieces together with screenshots and text messages. I said ladies this is too hard to do like this let’s get together and compare notes. We all agreed to meet for dinner Wednesday night.
I spent a big chunk of my day at work going through my texts and plotting all the times I had seen Devin, when he had stayed the night, when he was sending me naughty pictures, etc. There were a lot of pictures of his cock, boy he is proud of that thing. At least God decided to bless him with something because he sure did not give him a heart.
I decided it would be a good idea to buy a big desk calendar for all of us to jot down our notes, so I stopped by office max on my way home from work. I gathered some colored pens and off I drove to meet my new friends.
I arrived at the restaurant a little late and looked ridiculous walking in with that giant calendar. I found Michelle already sitting in a booth with a drink. She seemed very eager to start filing in her notes. I handed her a pen, I think she chose green. Geena was just hyper and all over the place. I had to reel her in to get her to fill in the calendar. Finally, I took the blue pen and referenced my google calendar and went to work filling in all those sleepovers.
He and I were off and on so much it is hard for me to keep it straight myself without the calendar in front of me. But what we discovered was just awful. I cannot even find the right word for how bad it is. I think we were there for 3 hours. Michelle could not eat, she was just nauseous,
It was worse than we even imagined! His first date with Michelle ended and then he drove to my house. He was with her that entire day, before the Valentine’s Day Break Up. That is why I never heard from him. After we broke up he called her up and said, “change of plans now I’m free.” So, they went out riding till 1 AM. That’s OK cause I was having revenge sex simultaneously. Take that Devin. The first time he said, “I love you” to Michelle and went down on her, then guess what? That is right he drove to see his buddy at Fed Ex aka me. Straight to the shower and toothbrush as per his norm. At least he has impeccable hygiene. But damn all of us must have huge water bills!
Then there was Geena, she was the latest victim. we started looking and it was atrocious. One day, he had sex with her 3 times and then drove to my house and had sex with me. Then again, the next morning before he left for work. He was getting here later and later because he was having dinner with her and hanging out, having sex with her and then right to Fed Ex.
I looked at the two of them and said ok we have all this information. Now, what are we going to do with it? We all thought for a good while. We finally decided that Geena would lure him out with the promise of sex. Michelle would come out of the shadows and I opted to watch the show from my bedroom through Face Time. Since I cannot use the Face time feature on my phone my 15-yr. old daughter, Elyse, offered to let me use her phone in exchange for a ticket to the show.
Our plan was set, Devin took the bait. We all just had to wait patiently to reel him in.
I walked out of that restaurant with the biggest smile on my face. I imagined I had just poured gasoline all over that calendar and threw a match over my shoulder. I had started a fire that could not be extinguished now.