I've been with my husband Robert "Thor" Lewallen for 4 1/2 years. Been married to him 2 1/2. years. 18  months into the relationship. He cheated on me with some skank he met at a bar. It was a one night stand. So stupid me, forgave him. And we got married 6 months later. On Sept 17 '95. We separated in June '96 for 3 months. I suspect he cheated on me then. June '97. He started having an affair with some girl he met where he works. (Toys R Us, Birdcage Walk, Citrus Heights). I knew he was and I asked him several times during the 7 months we were still married. He of course denied it. I saw all the telltale signs. Going for coffee and staying gone for 6 hours. 2 showers in one day. Not making love to me for 6 days. Then taking a long time to finish. Trips to the bay area, without me. I'm not stupid. So here is where the saga starts. On how I found out.

Aug 7 1998
He called me to talk about a letter I wrote him. I told him he didn't need to respond. I just wanted him to know how I felt about the breakup. At this time I still loved him. He drops a bomb on me. Tells me the girl he is living with, is not a friend he's helping out. It is indeed his girlfriend. Well if that didn't hurt enough. I shouldn't care we aren't together anymore. But she calls me, and begins to tell me they have been together since last June. A year ago June. He had spent our money taking her out to fancy dinners and trips to the bay area. On our 2 year anniversary we went for a nice dinner. After returning home he left to spend the night with her. Well I'm VERY pissed off at this. Because he had one chance after another to get out of the marriage. He didn't take it. So I hightail it to his work place. He asked me to come by to talk. I wanted to punch that jerk out. But I calmed down and confronted him with what I knew. Well just like a typical male caught with his pants down. He tried to turn things around and said that it was my fault and that I deserved it. I do not believe that for one minute. He started to yell and scream. He said I was making a scene. I never once raised my voice. So I left.

Aug 8
After a 3 hour chat with his new girlfriend. I have nothing against her. She at least was honest with me. She knew he was married, and knew she was acting like a slut. Well she had clued me into other things that they did together. Trips, dinners, gifts etc. I documented every time he was gone. So I knew of each incident. The more I heard the madder I got. At this point I wanted nothing more than to make him pay. The car he drives is in both our names. I checked with law enforcement to make sure I wouldn't get into trouble. If I just happen to say; smash out a window. It's not a crime to destroy your own property. So I bought some spray paint and went to his work. I didn't want to damage the car. Just make a point. So I sprayed names on the windows like cheater, liar, dog. He came running out and pushed me to the ground. We wrestled for the can of paint. As I was getting to my feet.  The paint rolled under his car. As he was trying to retrieve it. I tried getting into my car. He tried to strangle me. I defended myself by punching him in the face. I gave him a bloody lip. I tried getting into the car again. When he grabbed me and slammed me up against he car. Hard enough to dent it. I brought my daughter along as a witness. Because I knew he would not be calm about this. I managed to get to my car. He then tried to grab my arm and pull me out of the car. I did get away from him.

Aug 9
His girlfriend  called to see if there was some way we could work this out, 1 was willing
to be reasonable, If he would just talk to me. Well he has a very bad macho attitude, and
won't talk. He'd rather yell. He was surprised that his girlfriend actually liked me. I
tried to reason with him a few more times over the phone. All he would do is call me
names and hang up on me.

Aug 10                                         
I tried to call again. He had changed his phone number. At this time I found out he had not paid some of the bills as promised. I wanted lo ask him why.  So I went to his house. Pounded on the door and demanded that he tell me why he hadn't paid the bills. Of course he slammed the door in my face. That was the last straw. I  threatened  to take the car if he didn't talk to me. He came outside and said he was calling the cops. I waited for them. It was then that he finally realized there wasn't nothing he could do to me, to protect the car. The one that he says is his. The officers told him to his face. There was nothing they could do. That made him hella pissed. AHHHHH!! Like I feel sorry for the poor louse.
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