The title is the report. It's only to inform those motherfuckers who doubted my resolve. Eat shit and down two shots. Some convo snippets (from memory, post fuck):
Her: "[blah, blah]...homeopathic treatment for my cat to treat her jealousy. Maybe I should get some for you too."
GITRP: "Why, of what am I supposed to be jealous?"
Her: "My polyamory. You can't stand the thought of me being with someone else."
GITRP: "I'm not jealous of anything. I just don't want my girl fucking other guys that's all. Are you really bringing this up again?"
Her: "Yes. All this exclusivity isn't working out for me."
GITRP: "Then there's nothing more to say. We're done."
She was tearful when I returned her stuff and keys. Any beta would have cracked at that point. Stay icy. I suspect she is branch swinging. Now she's hammering my inbox.
New Years Eve tonight. All that pussy waiting to be gamed hard.
Peace out TRP, this would have been messy without you.