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Now, today's first story is titled, I slept with an old flame during a work trip, and my husband has no idea.

I met D in the sixth grade, science class to be exact.

We weren't really friends for the first

couple of years of knowing each other. We began talking more around the age of 13 to 14 and

immediately clicked. We had a shared interest for a particular hobby and once we bonded over that,

everything else snowballed. We started to develop feelings for each other, but due to my immaturity at the time,

I never really agreed to officially date.

I will spare the details, but unfortunately, we had a very painful falling out, and by the

time high school came around, we were no longer speaking.

We did eventually reconnect, but that was followed by several instances of going back and

forth between the inseparable to no contact. It was always rooted in Dee's inability to be

my friend because he still had romantic feelings for me, and it made things difficult for him.

Dee moved across the country not long after we graduated high school, and any contact we had going forward was always virtual.

We finally got to the point where it seemed like it was possible for us to be just friends.

I got into a long-term relationship and Dee was dating other people as well.

My long-term relationship turned into a marriage, and I've now been with my husband M for a total of six years.

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