At this point I realize the bitch could have gotten off pretty easy, as it would have taken about 30 seconds of her touching it to get it to pop. I get in my truck and pull into a parking space where I can see her front door. I waited for at least an hour without her mom showing up. I was calling her a lot during this time, towards the end pointing out I could have been done twice by now and been on my way. She didn't always answer, so I wound up leaving a lot of messages. Finally, an old woman and some kids show up. Right about now, I realize it was bullshit and that she'd called her mom and asked her to bring the kids over. Actually, I think she was hoping I'd leave and called her mom (or babysitter or whatever) after 30-45 min of me waiting. At this point though, I'm invested in this pussy and she is still saying she will give it up. So I wait. They are in there for at least an hour. I'm still calling her and leaving messages regularly. Eventually she answers again and says she has something she must go take care of right now. It's about 6:00 and she says her car is at the mechanic and she needs to go get it before he closes. She promises she'll be back in like 30 min, tops and when she gets back she will be alone and will rock my world. She evens says the kids will stay the night with mom and I can stay with her. So I wait some more. They leave about 30-45 min later.
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I got to thinking that she was probably waiting for me to tell her I was packing up and leaving before she came home, so I decided to just keep calling her every 10-15 min on the way home leaving voice mail messages so she'd have to stay away. I really wish I had a recording of all the messages I left her that night. Most were probably pretty pitiful, but on the way home I was pissed and went way over the top. Can't recall if I threatened her life, but I know I got kinda stalkery and rapey and professed my undying love for her. And I think I threatened the life of any one else she might be sleeping with. Also during the course of the messages, I posited that she was a hooker (not in a mean way, I would understand if that's what a sinlge mom had to do to put mac n cheese on the table), had a pimp, and then promised to kill the imaginary pimp I made up. Shit like that. I think my last message was that I was sleeping in my truck right outside her door, and that my phone was dying so I couldn't call her anymore.