dumblilbimboslut
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My girlfriend was missing for while one night and I'd love a story written about what could have possible transpired during a missing 4 hours I don't feel she's been honest about. You can write something that sticks to the facts, and explains the unaccounted for time, or use this as a basis for a fictional story. Just keep it realistic and within the bounds of what more than likely actually happened. I'm very turned on by hurtful, deceitful, cheating women and them being unfaithful with alpha males. This is all 100% true...
My girlfriend of two years is bipolar, and an ex alcoholic. Sometimes when she's going through one of her episodes she makes some bad decisions, and drinking just make it worse. She's been caught deleting texts, hiding her phone, and I've seen messages to guys telling then my work schedule and telling them to come by when I'm at work. Nothing has ever actually happened that I've found out about... She's very loving and faithful when she's not manic and drunk. But there was one night...
She was having a few drinks at home and realized she was out of cigarettes. I offered to run her to the nearby gas station but she said she'd just drive herself. It was 11pm and she said she'd be back in 10-15 minutes. No big deal I thought. However, by midnight I became concerned. No reason to be gone an hour, just to go to the store 5 minutes away. So I hopped in my car and headed to the store. I didn't expect to find her there, but she had been having trouble with her car starting so she possibly could be stuck. That, and her phone was off so I couldn't call her. I got to the store and they were closed, so I pulled past the bar next door and immediately saw her car. My stomach lurched when I imagined her in there drinking for an hour, by herself. She's never been to a bar without me since we've met. She's 31, tall, thin, very sexy, and has a strong "fuck me" look to her that attracts the attention of every guy that sees her.
I got to the door and looked through the window and saw her sitting at the empty bar... Except for the guy leaning on her obviously trying to work on her. I walked in and she glanced over... The guy said "are you her boyfriend?" And I told him I was. He tried to pick a fight... Apparently she had been talking a bit of shit about me and he was going to attemot to impress her by beating the shit out of me. This guy could have kicked my ass, as he stood nearly 6 inches above me, and I'm sure she'd have given it up to him as I lay unconscious behind the bar. Like I said, she is really turned on by alphas. But a friend of his took him outside to cool him off and I slipped out without a confrontation. When he went outside, I saw the shot glasses and the beer bottles surrounding her. She only grabbed enough for the cigarettes so obviously she'd been accepting drinks from guys. We chatted for a few minutes and she told me to just head home, she wanted to spend some time to herself because she's been so stressed. She said she was gonna stay until last call (in 45 minutes) and she'd be home by 1. I said no problem, have fun, see you at 1. I figured I'd see where this went and it'd either make us or break us. This was her test. Obviously she was enjoying the attention of these young studs and didn't want me interfering with that.
As I was leaving a girl came up to me and said she had something to tell me I should know. My girl came over and said "anything you tell him you can say in front of me". She declined and said "nevermind". She didn't like idea of some girl talking to me for a second, but it's OK for her to go to a bar with a bunch of out of town oil workers buying her drinks and trying to fuck her. That or she knew this chick was going to tell me something she didn't want me know. Either way I left.
By 2am she wasn't home. I called the bar, asked if they were still open and the bartender said no, they closed almost an hour ago, and everyone was gone. I fell asleep on the couch.
At 5:15am I hear the sound of a truck in our driveway. I look out the window just in time to see a huge black sexy truck pulling out of the driveway. The driver was the guy from the bar... The one that tried to kick my ass. He was young looking, 25-ish, thin tall, wearing a white tank and tattoos down his arms. My girlfriend's dream " bad boy fantasy" and pretty much the same as all her exes. She came in and was obviously tipsy, but sobering up.
Here was her story... She went to the car after she finished beer after last call at 1am, tried to start her car and it wouldn't. So she sat alone in the parking lot until this guy happened to drive by at 5am.
I wasn't buying it. But I let it go because I know from experience not to press it right now because she'll close off and there's no chance of her coming clean, at least not tonight.
So a few days later, we were having shots at home and gets brutally honest when she's drunk. I asked her about the guy and she said she thought he was hot, but nothing happened. He was an oil worker from NY, and he said "we come into people's town, fuck it up, fuck their women, and leave". She said he " tried" to kiss her while they were at the jukebox but she pulled away and wouldn't let him. RED ALERT: He was at the bar when she was there. So obviously they had to have spent the 4 missing hours together. She said he left the bar before her, and went to sleep in his truck, and didn't come back out until about 4 when he tried to help her start the car for an hour, and he offered her a ride home when it wouldn't start. She had an explanation for everything. I also got thinking that if she left the bar at last call at 1am, why was she coming home tipsy 4 hours later? She had to have been drinking after she left the bar.
She still holds tight to her story, and it hasn't changed much since then. I know she didn't spend 4 hours alone in a bar parking lot but she swears everything she's told me is the truth... even though I found his name in her phone and I know he's texted her... She claims she's ignored all his texts.
So what happened that night? What's your take on this?
We were broken up a while ago for two days and I found out that even though she claims she was devastated and never stopped crying for two days, she went to a bar, met a guy, and she fucked him on the hood of his truck on a back road. A "drunken mistake" she calls it. And we were technically "broken up". So she's capable of anything.
My girlfriend of two years is bipolar, and an ex alcoholic. Sometimes when she's going through one of her episodes she makes some bad decisions, and drinking just make it worse. She's been caught deleting texts, hiding her phone, and I've seen messages to guys telling then my work schedule and telling them to come by when I'm at work. Nothing has ever actually happened that I've found out about... She's very loving and faithful when she's not manic and drunk. But there was one night...
She was having a few drinks at home and realized she was out of cigarettes. I offered to run her to the nearby gas station but she said she'd just drive herself. It was 11pm and she said she'd be back in 10-15 minutes. No big deal I thought. However, by midnight I became concerned. No reason to be gone an hour, just to go to the store 5 minutes away. So I hopped in my car and headed to the store. I didn't expect to find her there, but she had been having trouble with her car starting so she possibly could be stuck. That, and her phone was off so I couldn't call her. I got to the store and they were closed, so I pulled past the bar next door and immediately saw her car. My stomach lurched when I imagined her in there drinking for an hour, by herself. She's never been to a bar without me since we've met. She's 31, tall, thin, very sexy, and has a strong "fuck me" look to her that attracts the attention of every guy that sees her.
I got to the door and looked through the window and saw her sitting at the empty bar... Except for the guy leaning on her obviously trying to work on her. I walked in and she glanced over... The guy said "are you her boyfriend?" And I told him I was. He tried to pick a fight... Apparently she had been talking a bit of shit about me and he was going to attemot to impress her by beating the shit out of me. This guy could have kicked my ass, as he stood nearly 6 inches above me, and I'm sure she'd have given it up to him as I lay unconscious behind the bar. Like I said, she is really turned on by alphas. But a friend of his took him outside to cool him off and I slipped out without a confrontation. When he went outside, I saw the shot glasses and the beer bottles surrounding her. She only grabbed enough for the cigarettes so obviously she'd been accepting drinks from guys. We chatted for a few minutes and she told me to just head home, she wanted to spend some time to herself because she's been so stressed. She said she was gonna stay until last call (in 45 minutes) and she'd be home by 1. I said no problem, have fun, see you at 1. I figured I'd see where this went and it'd either make us or break us. This was her test. Obviously she was enjoying the attention of these young studs and didn't want me interfering with that.
As I was leaving a girl came up to me and said she had something to tell me I should know. My girl came over and said "anything you tell him you can say in front of me". She declined and said "nevermind". She didn't like idea of some girl talking to me for a second, but it's OK for her to go to a bar with a bunch of out of town oil workers buying her drinks and trying to fuck her. That or she knew this chick was going to tell me something she didn't want me know. Either way I left.
By 2am she wasn't home. I called the bar, asked if they were still open and the bartender said no, they closed almost an hour ago, and everyone was gone. I fell asleep on the couch.
At 5:15am I hear the sound of a truck in our driveway. I look out the window just in time to see a huge black sexy truck pulling out of the driveway. The driver was the guy from the bar... The one that tried to kick my ass. He was young looking, 25-ish, thin tall, wearing a white tank and tattoos down his arms. My girlfriend's dream " bad boy fantasy" and pretty much the same as all her exes. She came in and was obviously tipsy, but sobering up.
Here was her story... She went to the car after she finished beer after last call at 1am, tried to start her car and it wouldn't. So she sat alone in the parking lot until this guy happened to drive by at 5am.
I wasn't buying it. But I let it go because I know from experience not to press it right now because she'll close off and there's no chance of her coming clean, at least not tonight.
So a few days later, we were having shots at home and gets brutally honest when she's drunk. I asked her about the guy and she said she thought he was hot, but nothing happened. He was an oil worker from NY, and he said "we come into people's town, fuck it up, fuck their women, and leave". She said he " tried" to kiss her while they were at the jukebox but she pulled away and wouldn't let him. RED ALERT: He was at the bar when she was there. So obviously they had to have spent the 4 missing hours together. She said he left the bar before her, and went to sleep in his truck, and didn't come back out until about 4 when he tried to help her start the car for an hour, and he offered her a ride home when it wouldn't start. She had an explanation for everything. I also got thinking that if she left the bar at last call at 1am, why was she coming home tipsy 4 hours later? She had to have been drinking after she left the bar.
She still holds tight to her story, and it hasn't changed much since then. I know she didn't spend 4 hours alone in a bar parking lot but she swears everything she's told me is the truth... even though I found his name in her phone and I know he's texted her... She claims she's ignored all his texts.
So what happened that night? What's your take on this?
We were broken up a while ago for two days and I found out that even though she claims she was devastated and never stopped crying for two days, she went to a bar, met a guy, and she fucked him on the hood of his truck on a back road. A "drunken mistake" she calls it. And we were technically "broken up". So she's capable of anything.
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