I'm single and alone again on Valentine's Day. I thought for sure it would be different this year. I'm going to drink a few beers but I'm getting drunk like in the past. I'm not going man hunting in bars. It's not the end of the world. It's just another night.

I ended things with Jack last night. I told him it wasn't working out. I didn't tell him about Adam.

Adam and I finally sat down and had our talk late last night but not before we had an intense fucking session. Three orgasms later I could barely get out of the bed.

I told him I really liked him and wanted to see more of him but that I didn't want to be the other woman. I've been the other woman before it never leads to anything good. I've been the one cheated on and it hurts. He told me he was going to talk to her.

Adam had to work tonight so I decided to spend tonight alone. I didn't want to be around a bunch of drunks. I really didn't want to be around Adam before he talks to her. I don't think I'd be able to hold back.

And the good news. I was looking through my room for something tonight and came across some old 3.5 inch disks. Contained on the disk are my nude photos. I'm debating posting some of them. We'll see. ;-)