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This is a response to THIS letter.
It's
interesting to receive a letter from you. Shame! Something must be bothering
you since you thought that there is a need for you to justify and explain your
actions to me, but let me say the following:
Firstly, if you knew your part, you would know better than to send a letter to me. Honestly, I don't have time for your stupid high school games. We (married women) are not interested in whatever your logic is for opening your legs to our husbands for some money. You are nothing but a glorified whore! Accept the fact that you are simply a booty girl. In fact your analysis of the whole situation is a bit disturbing. I will suggest that you consult a shrink as soon as possible.
Secondly, if you think that opening your legs to the ‘highest donor’ makes you 'hot' or 'young, you are certainly delusional”.
Come on now... all men know where the 'easy-to-get' cookies are. It’s cheaper and easy to get at your place with less stress, and that's why our married men are with you. Have you asked yourself, why no man has ever thought to marry you? It's not because you are more of a woman or that he thinks you're the best thing to come into his life. It's because you're easy, but if you doubt that, ask his friends what he says about you when you're not around.
You need to understand that a real woman does not determine her worth by the amount of cash or gifts a man would give to her.
Smallhouse, if you really want him, you can keep him for good. He is my left-over, and I am more than you in many ways. I will go on and thrive even higher in my daily endeavours. In case you did not know, I work for all that I have acquired. I don't need a man to pay my bills. I earn my own income.
My only concern is that if he must cheat, it should be with someone much better and not with someone like you ... a slut with no class. For future correspondence, do not ever make the mistake of comparing yourself to me. It’s an insult.
Thirdly, I thought you should know that I am not keeping this man here or crying and begging him to stay.
He stays out of his own accord. It's not for the sakes of the kids or because he is scared that I will get hurt or whatever the stupid reasons he told you in order for him to ‘eat your cookies’.
Every woman knows that you can't force a man to stay if he doesn't want to (But I guess your mother never taught you that) simply put: If he wanted to be with you, he would be there - not here with me. It is beneath me to get into a fight over a man. After all he is already mine. For your information, I am the woman who taught him how to do what he does to you in the closet. I taught him how to be a man and a father. I made him a proud man, and no matter the amount of cookies you gave to him, that fact will not change.
You can pretend that you are not emotionally attached to my man. Tell me that it doesn't hurt you when he comes home to me - that you don't really want your own ring, wedding, family and children blab bla... All smallhouses know the truth, they always want more than the cookies they willingly provides.
In conclusion, you will always remain a second best, and eat crumbs that falls from my table.
Mrs......
Firstly, if you knew your part, you would know better than to send a letter to me. Honestly, I don't have time for your stupid high school games. We (married women) are not interested in whatever your logic is for opening your legs to our husbands for some money. You are nothing but a glorified whore! Accept the fact that you are simply a booty girl. In fact your analysis of the whole situation is a bit disturbing. I will suggest that you consult a shrink as soon as possible.
Secondly, if you think that opening your legs to the ‘highest donor’ makes you 'hot' or 'young, you are certainly delusional”.
Come on now... all men know where the 'easy-to-get' cookies are. It’s cheaper and easy to get at your place with less stress, and that's why our married men are with you. Have you asked yourself, why no man has ever thought to marry you? It's not because you are more of a woman or that he thinks you're the best thing to come into his life. It's because you're easy, but if you doubt that, ask his friends what he says about you when you're not around.
You need to understand that a real woman does not determine her worth by the amount of cash or gifts a man would give to her.
Smallhouse, if you really want him, you can keep him for good. He is my left-over, and I am more than you in many ways. I will go on and thrive even higher in my daily endeavours. In case you did not know, I work for all that I have acquired. I don't need a man to pay my bills. I earn my own income.
My only concern is that if he must cheat, it should be with someone much better and not with someone like you ... a slut with no class. For future correspondence, do not ever make the mistake of comparing yourself to me. It’s an insult.
Thirdly, I thought you should know that I am not keeping this man here or crying and begging him to stay.
He stays out of his own accord. It's not for the sakes of the kids or because he is scared that I will get hurt or whatever the stupid reasons he told you in order for him to ‘eat your cookies’.
Every woman knows that you can't force a man to stay if he doesn't want to (But I guess your mother never taught you that) simply put: If he wanted to be with you, he would be there - not here with me. It is beneath me to get into a fight over a man. After all he is already mine. For your information, I am the woman who taught him how to do what he does to you in the closet. I taught him how to be a man and a father. I made him a proud man, and no matter the amount of cookies you gave to him, that fact will not change.
You can pretend that you are not emotionally attached to my man. Tell me that it doesn't hurt you when he comes home to me - that you don't really want your own ring, wedding, family and children blab bla... All smallhouses know the truth, they always want more than the cookies they willingly provides.
In conclusion, you will always remain a second best, and eat crumbs that falls from my table.
Mrs......
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