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I chatted with Pearl for the first time in probably three odd months last night. Normally, I don't mind chatting with her. She's a smart, funny gal who knows me better than any other woman that I've dated. And, unlike my other exes, it never feels ackward or weird chatting with her. She always gives me her full undivided attention and never makes me feel like I'm chatting to myself.
I found out that her fiancé is moving to Leithbridge this fall, which causes me much glee. Knowing of her high libido and her distaste of long distance relationships, it'll be intersting to see if she lasts it out. Yeah, I'm being malicious, and yeah, I'm aware that they have a fantastic relationship, but it would great for the guy to get his just deserts for cheating on me with her. There shall be no sympathy for mister vengeance.
She also sent me a picture of her and her fiance and I have to say, that she's one of those women that gets hotter as she gets older. Fah! To make matters worse, she insinuated that she had a threesome with the guy and has been wolfing down pussy hardcore. This pisses me off to no end, as I've told her numerous times that under no circumstances that I want to know of her sex life. Case closed. She figured that it was kosher since it involved a women. No dice. It really irks me that she fucking lacks respect about how I feel about that shit. I really wish that she'd lay off. Knowing her, she probably will.
Her birthday is coming up in a couple of weeks, which means that I'll have to give her my annual phone call. If it's like anything like last year, she'll gab my ear off like nothing ever happened between us. Near the end of our relationship, it got to be annoying, listening to her babble on and on about others for 15 minutes before she asked me how my day was, but I can handle it once a year.

