Here we go -

As the years went on, the first few, Rob started to get the "itch" again.
I had at this point moved into a self contained bachelor apartment.
Rob would spend the night, we would have outtings, go out for drinks and what not. We, little by little, started spending more nights in, which was fine by me.
One night about 3 years into our relationship or so, Rob made a phone call from my house line. After Rob had left, I needed to call him about something for the following day. Since Rob was one of the few people I actually called, I hit the "redial" key on the phone. When on my screen appeared, Robs password to his voicemail. I dont know what made me call his voice mail, but I did.
To my surprise there was a voice mail from some man, from a chat line?
I was traumatised. I didnt understand. He spent all day with me, we had, at that point, a normal, healthy love life, sex life. Why would he be calling - I thought he had deleted his acct??
I didnt confront him just yet, I waited to see what was happening, where this was going. Hearing strangers voices on my boyfriends voicemail, talkin dirty shit, talkin about hook ups made me sick to my stomach. One night it was the final straw, I knew he was talking to other slags(yes if you havent put 2 and 2 together, Rob is the slag this blog is named after) - I was furious that I had been deceived, betrayed and possibly cheated on.
One night I heard one of his voicemails, this guy named "Mario" had left, he mentioned the chat that he had gotten Rob's phone number from.
Being the curious creature that I am - I called myself.
In my greeting on the chat, I told my age, and the area I lived in.
Boom, I instantly got a message from, Mario. I recognizesed the voice and carried on messaging him as he did with me. I gave him my number and he called.
I went on to tell him where I lived, which prompted him to tell me about this guy, Rob, he had recently met up with. Well that was it for me. Its all I needed to hear.
Mario never went on to tell me about anything sexual as I didnt ask and couldnt bear to hear it. He did tell me that Rob had borrowed some CD's and had yet to return them, which to me meant, Rob would be meeting him again. I wouldnt never lend Cd's to someone I just met of a chat which then led me to beleive he had met up with this Mario more than once.
I eventually confronted Rob about this, to which he denied it. I never told ROb at that point that I had called him voicemail. I left Rob a note and left the apt.
I went back hours later, the note was gone and so was Rob.
I couldn believe that this had happened to me. I couldnt and still to this day could not understand why.
Through all this, in the end, I took Rob back, I was still in love and as they say, and I know all to well now, Love really is blind.