We have tried in every way to make this work and it just won't. I've tried being your mistress, Your office slut, Your pet, Your best friend with benefits, Your sister wife, Yet you've never even properly introduced me to anyone on your life.

For over two years you have told white lies to try to manipulate the position in my life you held.

Tonight I tried to kiss you and it was for the very last time.... Your lips were weak yet your dick was hard as you let me try to pour myself on you for the last time. Immediately feeling less for I can feel your energy, I can feel you use me. I can feel you don't enjoy my hard work of gaining weight to have the body I desire. I can see how you won't even look at me when I let you touch my soft skin. I tried to rub your shoulders, yet did you try to caress me in anyway? No you just grab me between the legs and then start to question if I've been with another. Your insecurity is so heavy I can smell it dripping from your pours. I beg you to let me be nothing more than a memory of a time you allowed your self to love... A woman that was in the right place but 8 years too late.

A woman who helped and celebrated you making love to your wife, yet I'm expected to just finger myself and be satisfied.

It was a double standard from the start and for you and your wife to think I deserve a situation of unsatisfying sensual experiences then you both never wanted me for anything but your personal gain and the universe will sort out that disturbance.

Take a bow and let the curtain close.