The Police Officer #2

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Musical Suggestion: Done With You by Cascar, Jonix & Sacel

After dealing with Officer Moretti, I felt the need to take a break. I needed to take some time for myself to figure out what my next steps would be. My soon-to-be ex-husband, had been gone for quite some time and we were only speaking if it involved the kids. I was still in communication with his mother, as she was a sweet individual that had no qualms about voicing her opinion about the situation. She had asked me to take her son back at the beginning of our separation but I told her I couldn't rekindle anything as the fire had been doused out.

I decided to take a different approach as I wanted to check out how I should 'get back out there' and what I should expect. I knew the online booty site was not the site to find anything serious, as it was a 'hit it and quit it' kinda site. After about a few months of calming down with the hook-ups, I decided to try a dating website. I had a few memberships, one of which was E-harmony.

Of course, I'm sure everyone has seen the commercials about people finding their significant others through this particular dating website. They pride themselves on having steps for the individuals to take as they get to know each other in order to have a long lasting relationship. Yet like some things, there were loopholes, which caused more problems than they were worth.

When I joined the dating site, they informed me that I had to go through a series of questions in order to match me with the person whom I was the most compatible. I figured, what the heck, I had nothing to lose. I had already tried meeting someone the 'regular' way, had gotten married and it didn't work out. I figured, let's change up the program. I went along and answered so many fucking questions that I really started thinking, Is this something I really want to do? Finally, before I was able to message anyone, there was last question that I needed an answer: Are you: Single, Divorced, or Separated? Of course I was separated, therefore I chose the corresponding answer. The site immediately told me that I could not go any further until I was legally divorced. I completely understood their reasons; they did not want anyone to get involved with someone else as they were was still attached. Being still legally attached could cause more problems, should the estranged individual resurface along with their feelings.

I had no intentions whatsoever of getting back with my estranged husband. The relationship between us was over. I knew for a fact we were never getting back together; not even if someone were to pay me, was that ever going to happen. I decided to do the inevitable, I changed my status to: Divorced. This allowed me to be matched with those who were most compatible. I got matched up with some very nice looking men, some which were athletes and business men. I was even matched with two Chicago Bears football players. I felt they were a little out of my league; hell I still liked to kick it every once in a while and have the occasional smoke, so I knew my limits. They were the type of guys that expected their women to be dressed and ready to go at a moments notice, with a pound of make-up on the face. I was not one of those women.

I kept along with the matching, especially since the matchmaking website was offering a "special" for the month. A participant was able to message their 'matches' for free for the month. I figured I would take advantage and I had no intentions on paying for the service. I eventually got matched with a guy who was saying all the right things. To be honest, I don't know why I fell for it, I would like to say I was desperate, but I think it was more along the line of me being bored.

His name was Robert and he was a police officer. I couldn't believe that I had gotten involved with yet another one. I must be an officer magnet as I couldn't explain the reason they were always finding me. We talked awhile; he informed me that he was separated and going through a divorce. At least he was honest with me, or so I thought. We decided to meet up in a public place, closest to me. We met at Palmer Park for our first meeting; he was a short, stocky, chunk of a man. He was fit however, he could be just a tad bit more fit due to the fact that he was a cop. I figured he would need to be able catch the bad guys on foot, therefore the lack of weight would lighten his steps and increase the stamina.

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