I get my kicks by snaring wed men HUBBIES ARE MY VICTIMS
I HAVE an unquenchable lust for married men.
A wedding ring screams “take me” as far as I’m concerned.
I love the sensation of seducing a guy who isn’t even looking for love. I challenge myself to woo, flatter and bed all manner of men who pass through my life.
I can honestly say I’m not interested in looks, age or personality. It’s all about the thrill of the chase and the more reluctant a husband is, the more I want him.
Over the years I’ve ensnared millionaires and losers alike. I’ve slept with my ex- brother- in- law, various bosses and more neighbours than I care to remember.
At the moment I’m sleeping with a friend’s husband. He’s wildly in love with me and wants us to get a place together.
She’s going out of her mind with worry; she’s knows he’s cheating but has absolutely no idea who with. I have her on the phone crying her eyes out and it’s as much as I can do not to laugh out loud.
What neither of them know is that I’m already bored of him and am getting myself ready to dump and run.
I’ve spotted a very handsome guy in my village pub who looks ripe for the plucking. His adoring wife hangs off his arm like a limpet, but I’m supremely confident
that I’ll have no problem reeling him in.
My parents have always accused me of having the morals of an alley cat. They say that I disgust them.
I don’t argue that I find it very hard to settle in one place with one partner.
Am I the worst person alive? You tell me. Is it wrong to spread the love when we’re on this planet for such a short time?
JANE SAYS: I’m afraid that I disagree with you. You don’t spread the love; you very cynically target individuals and act like a fox in a hen
house whenever takes you.
This is not a game; these are people’s lives and families you’re playing with.
How many relationships have been affected and destroyed? How many children have been left damaged or even fatherless? Or don’t you even care?
I’m sure you feel supremely proud of yourself every time you carve another notch into your bedpost, but this is a very hollow life you’re living.
What did someone do to you to make you so heartless and uncaring? I predict that the fancy
one day you’ll wake up feeling tired and washed out.
You’ll look in the mirror and think: “Where is my life headed?”
Why put yourself and others through this misery? There’s nothing naff about finding one available person to settle down with and love.
You won’t have failed if you give in and allow yourself to be cherished.
Do you need to speak to a therapist about why you behave in this very destructive way? I think you do.
Speak to your GP first instance. in the