Where Is “Your” Cell Phone?

I am such a bitch!

Dick got a text message this morning. Actually there were about three of them on there that he did not read. Hey, it is not my fault that he left his cell phone on the edge of the tub for just anyone to look at.

All three were from the same girl. This one is Paula.

B w/ me ~ was the first message.

Come get me ~ was the second message.

You could have woken up next to me this morning. I guess you got a better offer. ~ was the third.

I could not help myself! I sent a text back to her…from his phone of course. "I guess" is all it said.

That is something that he would say. If she says anything about it to him he will know that I sent it. He will not say one word to me about it. He doesn’t have the balls.

Just like when I sent one to Heather to fuck off. According to the cell phone bill he has not talked to her since.

I don’t do this type of stuff because I want him. I do it because no one deserves to be treated like he treats all his women. If it were just one that he was hanging out with…great. But there are a number of gals that call and text him. I believe that they should all know about one another. I often think about sending each and everyone of them a little notice about the others.

Sometimes he acts like he wants to get touchy with me. Don’t even! I move away from him. I will never be with him ~ever.