He taped my phone sex with tape recorders. He keeps the tapes to listen to now. He kept taking my cucumber from under my bed to use with my phone boyfriend while reading poetry. I got a call from a hooker he picked up in a casino on an ace hardware work trip. He picked up oral herpes also then. He kept placing monitors on my phone and my computer and GPS on my car. He tracked me every time I went to meet my boyfriend.
Hope he dies. And he calls me fucking bitch.