Baby did a bad, bad thing....

Alright, it's official. I am now helping Rob secretly cheat on his girlfriend.

I am the scum of the Earth. I am the shit on your shoe. I knew it would escalate to this point and, as usual, I did nothing to stop it.

There's no need to transcribe all of the texts we've been swapping for the past two weeks. It was all just clumsy flirtation, nothing explicit. A lot of compliments paid to me, a lot of smiley faces, a lot of conniving on Rob's part to get me to send a topless photo, a lot of me trying to put my foot down and get a face to face meeting before I showed any skin.

But I grew tired of it and gave in just out of boredom. I snapped a picture of me wearing a bra, waist up only. He rejoiced, which made me laugh. Poor bastard! Is this all he has now?

"If you give a mouse a cookie...."

So of course this wasn't enough. Rob suggested I get closer to the mirror and take my bra off. I scoffed. Yeah, right. No nip for him....at least not until I've put away a few cocktails in Vegas this weekend...

Oh, did I mention? Dan and I are finally going away on our little Vegas/hockey roadtrip? We're going with a couple friends of mine and have a luxury suite all to ourselves. Yeahh!

I don't feel better about myself. I feel worse, like I knew I would. Why does he continue to prolong his relationship with this poor girl? I am not holding my breath or anything, hoping he'll come back to me and end his romance with this Sunny chick. But I would hope he'd be smart about it and stop fooling himself that what he's doing is harmless. It's not like I'm some anonymous model or celebrity slut showing her cooch to millions of strangers for free on the internet. I am a real-life girl that he once dated and who he is now sharing intimate photos with. This is serious shit.

My face isn't really shown in the picture I sent. He asked why and I said I wanted to regain a small fraction of anonymity. If his girlfriend's suspicions arise (and most of the time, they do!), she'll figure out who I am simply by my name. I wonder what precautions he's taken to insure he won't be caught?

If he gets in trouble, it's every man for himself. There is no "we" in this....I fully intend to take my lumps should his girlfriend find out and go psycho on me via Facebook or however. I don't want to get involved in that particular brand of drama but if it comes to that, I am prepared to fess up. I am already at the low-point where I have nothing to lose.