The horn I wanted to give to my husband

Celio was a boyfriend that I had some time ago. he was a salesman and worked on the street and always reserved a little time to climb in my house (apto.) was so well known that the doorman only warned that he was coming up. he was a handsome male and everything was fine. Until the little hornet found out. one day she followed him to my house and waited and then investigated to find out which one fit. he went and still found out my name. must have talked to some gossipy neighbor who does not like me (almost all of them). One morning I am at home quietly and the doorman warns that a certain Susana wanted to talk to me, I sent to ask about it and she said that it was private. as I am a whore I saw I received her with that chain of the door that only opens a window. she was very nervous and said that she knew that her husband was going out with me. he was talking a little loudly and to avoid downfalls I invited her to come in. I was absolutely calm and she was absolutely nervous. she talked non-stop and said that I was destroying a family, that I did not have that right, etc. and so on, I tried to argue that I would never destroy her family pqm I was also married and whatever depended on me he would always come back to his house. she was worse. she started to accuse me of piranha, safada, slut, that I was late for a married man and that I was not ashamed to ask. she made a mark on her face. she was very nervous and started to talk to me for a few minutes and I just stood calmly looking at her face: - Let me speak to Miss Susan... - and you still call me "mistress"... - Okay, Susan, you've said enough. Now listen to me. - you're gonna try to convince me that I'm driving you crazy. - It's nothing like that. As I spoke very slowly she ended up letting me speak - First of all I'm not any of those words that you referred to me. Because if I was I'd be chasing homesns on the street or in their house or even on a billboard. Instead I'm here in my house and who comes here behind me is your husband. - Also, look at the clothes you wear. - I use it in my house. It's the only way anyone who comes here can see me. - He seduced you. - How old is your husband? - You should at least respect your husband. - The lady can't even take care of her own and wants to take care of mine. - You will stop. - Of what? - of going out with my husband. - I never go out with him, he comes here. And before he went away the threat: - You'll regret it, I'll get back at you. Deep down I feel sorry for people like that. I told my husband what had happened, and the male disappeared, at least for a while. At first we doubted it was really her. But we confirmed the number with Celio. I gave the idea to my husband to give her a rope to hang herself. Her revenge was armed: she was going to climb with my husband. They marked the fuck and my husband was going to pick her up in a certain place, what she would never imagine is that I would be together. I was sitting in the back seat half way down and as the car has that dark plastic she only saw me after getting into the car, almost had a heart attack and bad husband explained that I also liked the woman (it's a lie, people) and that we could do a menage. the poor girl became blue, yellow, white. crazy asked my husband to stop the car and ran out. We never told the case to Heaven, who visited me a few more times but then I asked him not to come anymore.