The Revelation

''Hiya love, is there any chance of a talk?'' My mother (who potentially could be tried for crimes against maternity) NEVER asks me that. So I am wondering what the hell is going on. My new place is a good hours walk away, and as she had rang my mobile I turned around and headed to the village, she continues to talk while I make my way. 'I think it's S, he is cheating on you.' She goes on, to tell me how he had gone for another one of his legendary long baths, this time leaving his crucial bit of kit, on the coffee table, his mobile. When it rang mother had answered it and said to the caller, 'oh he is in the bath can I take a message?' The very young sounding girl had replied that in fact if she could possibly let him know his girlfriend had called and to call him back about last night, would be great! S was still in the bath and she had promised to keep quiet till I got there.

His face was a picture, when he came down to see me sitting in the front room of MY mother's home. I look at him standing there in a towel, pathetic little toe rag. We smile and he reaches for his phone....'Oh no, thats mine,' I tell him, reminding him that when my dad had bought me a new mobile I was gutted it wasn't the same network as his and so daddy had bought him one also, identical. 'Seems we got them mixed up somehow, and I was wondering who Sam was?' Part of me hoping she was a friend, or an overly keen admirer. Surely he wouldn't throw everything we had together away? The air was cold, I looked at mum, mum looked at me, he looked at me then the floor, then my mum.

Then i felt it.

Like a switch inside me. Flip.

I got up, and politely excused myself from the conversation, walking toward the front door I turn to see him again, he didn't look sorry at all.

Emerging into the daylight once again I breathe in the fresh air and begin to walk. Where am I going? I have no idea, but I do have my Walkman and it's playing 'Bittersweet Symphony'. God bless Richard Ashcroft.

But you're left wondering, aren't you?

How is this all relevant to a sex blog? I will tell you, my friends- This was the start of me, Jolene Cole. In a selfish act one person had the ability to make me lose faith. In everything and everyone. Look after number one, and you'll be OK. Fuck people, and fuck S, from now on I will show them, show him. Unleash the cold hearted, prematurely mature bitch. I think things are going to get interesting, OK I know they are...