I know that you were only kidding when you told me that if I tipped the scale at 150 pounds, you'd dump me. Still, it hurt like hell when you said it; I was at 149 pounds. I've since lost some weight. Not because of you, but because of him. We met on a business trip and he was entranced by me and my body. The sex was the most awesome I've had since you and I have been together. After that, losing the weight was easy. Now when you touch me, all I can think of is him. I'm not sure how long I can keep up this pretense.