Bonnie Haskins

I knew he was married, but fucked him anyway when I was on a trip to Cabo. Was staying at my girlfriend’s condo, but left her when we were all out partying to go to back his hotel. It wasn't just a one night stand that I quickly regretted, but two more nights in a row in his hotel room when he was on a “boys trip.” I hit on the other guys first, but they turned me down, so I settled for the douche that just wanted to use me as a side piece. He didn’t even lie about whether he was married or was having any issues with his wife or their sex life. He didn’t have to, because I didn’t care—I just wanted to get fucked.

But that weekend wasn’t enough. I had so much fun spreading my legs for him the first time, I really wanted that big dick again.

Since I lived in Texas and he lived in So Cal, I convinced him to meet me a month later, to lie to his wife about visiting his kids up north, then secretly meet me for two nights.

But then when he accidentally BUTT DIALED HER while he was in a conversation with me about MY ex who had cheated on ME, she found out about us. When she called him he confessed everything, and left me there alone instead of spending the second night with me, driving all night back to her to try to save his marriage.

You would think after I was dumped there, that I would leave him alone, right? I mean, he showed me what his priorities were. But no, not me. I love being a side fuck cum rag so much, so when he called me two days later to apologize for leaving me there so abruptly, I started texting and calling and sending photos again…

So while he’s back home trying to fix things with his wife, but keeping me on the back burner in case he couldn’t, I tried to get him to leave her. I actually thought he would leave the woman he had been with for 14 years and had a great relationship with because he had been with me for 4 nights. Because I’m THAT pretty and special.

She sent me a text message. A really long one. Kind of like this post, actually. But she didn’t rant and call me names. She basically told me how much I was hurting her AND him as well, since to continue would have wrecked their lives, messed with kids and families, blah blah blah… I ignored her. Was fucking her husband, had sent a freight train through her gut, but couldn’t be bothered to be a real woman and send any kind of response.

Because I am actually evil.

Even though I had experienced the immense pain and betrayal of being cheated on myself, I did it to another woman without the slightest show of remorse. Of course I won’t apologize. I’ve had two failed marriages of my own, and three grown kids. Since I come from a really messed up family, I think nothing of messing up my own kids or other people’s lives too.

Look closely at me…. I look pretty from certain angles, I’m tan, skinny, with big boobs and blonde hair—but look at my smile… it’s more of a leering snarl…my upper lip curls like a demon... With a truly evil glint in my eye.

Do you believe that God sends messages, like that butt dial? And that demons do walk on this earth? You should, because we do….