Amanda Bowman Mt. Airy, North Carolina

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I wasn’t going to do this because I am better than this tramp, but when I found out she was actually introducing herself in public places as “the homewrecker,” I figured, why not give her a few more props.

I don’t even know where to start. My husband and I had been together for 5 years and married in May of 2009 and built a house in 2010.

In the summer of 2010, he just HAD to have a motorcycle…a damn HD that we could not afford because we had just built the house. He started running around on it with other trashy people who cheat and own trucking companies in Mt. Airy, and eventually got on steroids because he is vain and narcissistic and needed to have everyone’s attention. He caught the attention of the whore and began having an affair with her Fall of 2011. I knew something was up, but didn’t know who and for the life of me, I couldn’t catch them, even though I would go out at nights and try to find him; I just wasn’t looking in the right places. Who knows what all he told her. I have heard that he told her he was leaving me, he didn’t love me anymore, he could see himself with her and that he loved her.

In October of 2012 I found out for sure that he was having an affair with this whore. She originally worked at a grill nearby (real career oriented) and then went to work at the Café closer to the farm (again, real high achieving). It was at the Café that I accosted her in regards to the affair in December of 2012, which she denied. Because I have a pretty high profile job, I was unable to beat this bitch down. I can’t afford to be arrested and lose my job. She never stopped talking to him or screwing him. Now she works for a trucking company in Mt. Airy (the same trash my husband rode bikes with). Those are the places he would meet her, as well as at a local store. He made me “think” he was working, when he was just really screwing the whore. We made an attempt to work things out and then I found out he was STILL seeing her! This is when I initially kicked him out of the house, winter of 2013.

In March of 2013, my grandmother passed away. At the time, I had kicked him out. I had enough, he wasn’t going to change and I was done with his cheating and lying. It was also the week before Daytona bike week. He had met me on a Thursday, begging me to say I wanted our marriage over and ended. Little did I know it was because he didn’t want a guilty conscience for what he was about to do. We buried my grandma on a Sunday, and he was on his damn bike on Monday with THE WHORE on the back. They were spotted scooting down 52 South. So she went to Daytona with him! This was AFTER I had told him that Sunday after the funeral that it was up to him whether he wanted to come back home. He had a golden opportunity to save our marriage, but he didn’t want to.

Later I found out that they didn’t have such a great time in Daytona and upon his return, after the fun, with all his belonging packed up, he wanted to “work things out with me.” Too little, too late. I blocked his number.

In April, I had started riding horses with a guy I had known all my life. Considered HIM a friend before anything else. Because I was still in love with my husband and all this mess was new, I couldn’t give him all of what he wanted. He got mad at me and while I was on a beach trip with my best friend, fully aware of what HE was doing, the WHORE comes and stays with him at his house, in his horse trailer…uses my towels, my stuff that I had fitted that trailer out with. Needless to say, that didn’t end too well. At that point, the ex husband starts coming back around and actually showed me the text messages that him and THE WHORE had in regards to my friend! So husband NEVER quit talking to her, even though he “supposedly” left her in Daytona.

So to sum it all up, the bitch is crazy, she wants to be me, she even drives a car like I used to have, obtained a tattoo the same week I got mine, and LOVES to eat up my sloppy seconds. What’s even more bizarre is that I met her damn parents at Carowinds (100 miles away from home) this summer and didn’t even realize that it was them. The person I was down there with introduced me to them unknowingly. I hate I missed the opportunity to tell the two Christian parents what a whore they had raised! Surprising how the ex husband knew about that incident as well. So he has NEVER quit associating with her! But yet he tells me even now, how much he loves me, misses me, and he wants to see me. My family and friends are livid with the idea of me trying to work it out. Over the summer I wanted to, I really did but the arguments with everyone on the outside looking in became too much. The problem is I don’t know if he has really changed or not. I love him, I really do. I have never loved someone so much in all my life and I am sure I never will.

In the meantime, this whore still continuously plagues my life. Since it’s all happened, I have only seen her once and made about two steps forward to beat her ass and my friends stopped me because we were out in public. I was told that she introduces herself as “the homewrecker” now and is extremely proud of her whore lifestyle and ways. She is unmistakable to spot. She has a breast cancer awareness tattoo on her boob..yes..her boob. And to top it ALL off, she even has possession of a child. Yes, a little girl…imagine that. So she is the epitome of class and Christianity. If you live in Mt. Airy and have no morals and want a quick screw, you can catch her out and about in most of the chain restaurants there and maybe the one place on

Main Street. You won’t miss her, with her trampy ways and bright pink tattoo on her all attention getting fake boobs!

(There’s a great deal more to the story, but I cut it down considerably).



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