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Originally posted by greatwhitenorthchick
I agree. If my husband cheated on me and (a) it was a one-time thing, and (b) didn't infect me with anything, I honestly don't think it would be the end of the world. I don't expect anyone to be perfect. Of course, I would prefer that I didn't find out.
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Hear hear. It's just sex. I wish I could claim that it's our Torontonianism that makes us so mature about these things, but I once had a most severe Torontonian-ex who quite definitely didn't have a sense of humor or perspective about this sort of thing.
Tying threads, this is the same ex with whom I once met up while dating she who is now my wife, and my wife somehow knew that I had seen her once while we were dating (even though she lives, by turns, 3000 and 6000 miles away from Los Angeles, she had been her once for work/research purposes and we got together for a drink). I finally copped to it awhile back, after she asked me for about the 10th time if I had seen this ex since we'd started going out. She somehow just knew based on my response the first time she asked. I guess I'm like Abba - a bad liar.
