I find myself living with a woman who looks a lot like my (real-life) lesbian second cousin once removed. She comes home from work, and I kiss her, but I'm only pretending to be happy to see her. We start to make dinner. I try to pretend that nothing is wrong, but I've just remembered that I went on a trip recently with my (real-life) fiance, and that he and I had an affair. I feel guilty about it—I didn't mean to cheat on her, but he and I ended up having sex every day of the trip. I realize that I am with the wrong person, and that I will have to break up with her. She and I are moving to Vermont, and I realize I'll have to see her all the time up there after we break up. But my fiance is the one I want to marry, not her.
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