A while back — months ago — a good friend of mine told me that she was up to no good.

I've always had a lot of respect for her, as she seems to be the one that is always together. You know: owns a home, holds down a good job, gets along well with her parents and never really has any drama in general. I was very intrigued to know what it was that she was up to.

Well, she dropped a bomb. She told me that she had been sleeping with a married man. She went on to say that she didn't feel guilty about it, that there were issues in their marriage that had nothing to do with her — in her opinion, it was their problem.

I told her that in my opinion, she was completely wrong — that no woman should do that to another woman, period. I went on to tell her that this guy is clearly a liar — along with the slew of other names I called him — and that this was going to come back to bite her in the ass for sure.

Well, she kept doing it, and I tried to keep my opinions to myself. She decided that she couldn't talk to me about it, that my opinion was biased and that I was taking it all too personally because of what I went through with Levi. The whole thing made me sick, and truth-be-told I lost a lot of respect for her.

It turns out they did get found out. Apparently someone told his wife. I don't really know what the details of the situation are, but my best guess is that now the fun is over and the poor wife and mother is left to pick up the pieces. It's truly sad, and I feel badly for all of them — most importantly the kids.

The moral of the story: Don't engage in affairs with married men.