I was devastated when I found out you had cheated on me throughout our four-year relationship. So I fucked your little brother at least a dozen times. When your grandmother died, I consoled your little brother by fucking him some more. When you where crying about your parents splitting, I fucked your best friend. Years later, I saw your buddy again. We used your hidden spare key and fucked in your house.

It's been years since any of this happened and I don't regret what I did for one moment. I might be slutty but I still feel better. The best part is, when I think about our relationship, the first thing I recall is that your brother was the better fuck. Fucking your friends and family was a much better way to fuck you in the end and leave me with the taste of your brother in my mouth.