PieterCoetzee
Master Class
Count yourself lucky if you can count your divorces on one hand. As I recall the stories it sounds like a daytime soap; but Proctor and Gamble never sent me any residuals. Enjoy the drama
Number 1 sent me a Dear John when I was in combat. When I got home, she was too busy to pick me up at the airport. My neighbor saw me as I got home and said, "We need to talk..." Seems he was upset MY wife was cheating on him and his wife. The horney soldier in me was willing to work out a schedule or cut a pass through door between out houses. Monday at my house, Tuesday at his. Take Wednesday off to get ready for the weekend. Damn his wife was a HOT red head too...
So as it turned out my wife was cheating on them with another woman. When she finally got home, I said, "I guess we have something in common after all" "Whats that?" "We both like good looking women...." She didnt think it was as funny as I did"
When we went to court, she told the judge that I abandoned her to got to the war. Thats want you get for finding your lawyer in the Value Pack Coupon ads.
Number 2 It turns out she is an illegal alien from the planet Uranus... Our marriage counselor said our problems were my fault because I didnt argue with her and I let her become a monster. She told the counselor she didnt like being told NO. Yep that one was MY FAULT. When things were really bad, I told her Id move out when my mom died (Mom was hospice with stage 4 cancer). My loving bride said, "Shes not dying fast enough. She could last for a while and I deserve to be happy..." After the divorse, when my mom died, number two wanted to know if I would giver her mom's car, so she could drive the kids around in a nice car...yep my fault
Number 3 is the one who really broke my heart. Its been 10 years and it still hurts. We saw things differently politically but were adult enough not to argue about them. We were married in Colonial Williamsburg and went on a Lion hunt for our honeymoon. We talked about buying a place in Cape Town to vacation when it was cold at home. Our problem was her kids who couldnt get past their mother and fathers divorce (he cheated on her but the kids never knew). Shes a MD (psychiatry) and her kids never wanted anything. They werent spoiled per se; but they didnt have a clue about the real world and both were on psyche meds for anxiety (thats a story of its own). My mistake was not insisting they be sent off to a Swiss boarding school. I was a cop and they didnt like that I arrested people, especially people who didnt look like me. It didnt matter if they had robbed an d beaten someone, it wasnt fair that I arrested them. I thought things were great between her and I until the kids decided they wanted to live with Dad (and the 20 year younger woman he cheated with on their Mom). Finally my wife decided she couldnt imagine not living with her kids, even though they were maybe 15 minutes away. She said it was like loosing her best friends
On the plus side she did put up with me working Midnights and going to school for my second Masters degree (it gets boring on midnights). I told her it was sexy to call her Doctor; but she should call me Master....
ladies if you looking, Im the guy that takes loving women, buys them a house and turns them into the spawn of satan..
Number 1 sent me a Dear John when I was in combat. When I got home, she was too busy to pick me up at the airport. My neighbor saw me as I got home and said, "We need to talk..." Seems he was upset MY wife was cheating on him and his wife. The horney soldier in me was willing to work out a schedule or cut a pass through door between out houses. Monday at my house, Tuesday at his. Take Wednesday off to get ready for the weekend. Damn his wife was a HOT red head too...
So as it turned out my wife was cheating on them with another woman. When she finally got home, I said, "I guess we have something in common after all" "Whats that?" "We both like good looking women...." She didnt think it was as funny as I did"
When we went to court, she told the judge that I abandoned her to got to the war. Thats want you get for finding your lawyer in the Value Pack Coupon ads.
Number 2 It turns out she is an illegal alien from the planet Uranus... Our marriage counselor said our problems were my fault because I didnt argue with her and I let her become a monster. She told the counselor she didnt like being told NO. Yep that one was MY FAULT. When things were really bad, I told her Id move out when my mom died (Mom was hospice with stage 4 cancer). My loving bride said, "Shes not dying fast enough. She could last for a while and I deserve to be happy..." After the divorse, when my mom died, number two wanted to know if I would giver her mom's car, so she could drive the kids around in a nice car...yep my fault
Number 3 is the one who really broke my heart. Its been 10 years and it still hurts. We saw things differently politically but were adult enough not to argue about them. We were married in Colonial Williamsburg and went on a Lion hunt for our honeymoon. We talked about buying a place in Cape Town to vacation when it was cold at home. Our problem was her kids who couldnt get past their mother and fathers divorce (he cheated on her but the kids never knew). Shes a MD (psychiatry) and her kids never wanted anything. They werent spoiled per se; but they didnt have a clue about the real world and both were on psyche meds for anxiety (thats a story of its own). My mistake was not insisting they be sent off to a Swiss boarding school. I was a cop and they didnt like that I arrested people, especially people who didnt look like me. It didnt matter if they had robbed an d beaten someone, it wasnt fair that I arrested them. I thought things were great between her and I until the kids decided they wanted to live with Dad (and the 20 year younger woman he cheated with on their Mom). Finally my wife decided she couldnt imagine not living with her kids, even though they were maybe 15 minutes away. She said it was like loosing her best friends
On the plus side she did put up with me working Midnights and going to school for my second Masters degree (it gets boring on midnights). I told her it was sexy to call her Doctor; but she should call me Master....
ladies if you looking, Im the guy that takes loving women, buys them a house and turns them into the spawn of satan..
