This May, I had a friend fly in for a weekend visit. After I had a few too many and an Ambien I went to bed. Apparently, my last words to them when they expressed interest in each other was my sleepy, drugged, vodka soaked "don't care what you'd do... I gotta crawl off to bed" As I slept passed out, they went at it in my guest room. All night. Hubby says it was great to get "strange" but would be too jealous for me to have a one time discretion. I'm so heartbroken. In my own home!!! He's so manipulative. How do I get past this? | |||
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Hubby slept wit my friend 5 months ago, I have not been the same
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