9-15-10

9-15-10 11:34am

More weird fucking dreams. I’m going to finish telling you about Grant, then I’ll do the dream stuff.
So anyway, this girl at my job was trying to push drugs on me and she “molested” me in front of my store manager (who did nothing) so my friend Victoria and I decided to report her (she was doing the same kind of things to Victoria). So because we reported her, Grant and I had to talk privately.  Well, while we talked (he was the LP manager) he told me I could have his number and call him for anything.  He told me he gave everyone his number.  I found out later that Victoria hadn’t gotten it.  I started texting Grant over the weekend and it started out innocent and flirty… we talked more at work too. I got dressy on Sundays for him… one day we talked on the phone, though I don’t remember why.  But it was a quick convo about my divorce.
After that, we were texting one day and he calls me out of the blue. He told me he’d been fighting temptation a long time and I said I knew the feeling.  So he asked me what we should do about it.  I basically rambled on about wanting to be with him.  So we agreed to meet the following couple of days later and be together.
As it turns out, my dad came home early that day.  So while he took a nap, Grant came over on his lunch break.  It was April first.  I remember him asking me if I was on birth control and I said no.  I told him birth control made me sick.  So he said, “well, we can’t have that now can we?”  So then he said that next time, he’d bring condoms.  We “agreed” at his urging that it was to stay secret.  So, we went on at work flirting, texting, etc etc.  We commented on wanting it again but it didn’t happen until May first.  Exactly one month later.  He didn’t bring condoms that time either, and smiled when I honestly told him I was late on my period.  I had heard he really wanted kids so a big part of me wondered if he was just trying to get me pregnant. =/ In a way, I was hoping I was but it terrified me that if we did have kids, he could take them again.  He was at least 37 (he said 35 but I did the math and it was a lie).  And he was not only LP manager, but a personal trainer, personal investigator, and he had a 4th job I’m not sure of.
So, after the 2nd time we slept together, things started to change.  He didn’t flirt around me at work and we rarely texted as much.  He knew my feelings ran deeper.  But he still wanted naked pix of me.  So I got really creative and wore sexy lingerie.  I took diff pix of myself and sent one by one (they were body parts.  Like my lips, breasts, tummy, hands, my vag, and legs).  I made it into a poem.  I thought it was so cool and he never even thanked me or said anything.  I wasted beauty on another man!
Then at the end of May, my job somehow found out.  I don’t think I’ll ever know who told but all my friends who knew swear it wasn’t them… At first I tried to lie but they said they had proof--so I admitted everything.  Grant told me he wasn’t even mad--even when they made him quit.  But at the end of June I was sick of his attitude so I quit talking to him.  So, there ya go.  The full story on my affair with Grant.  Whew.  I am going to do dreams tomorrow.  I am pooped.  Lmao.

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