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So I'm the only woman in Emino's life right now. The girl from Seattle, who bought him an air ticket, is out. He told me he was finished with her. He showed me the text messages she sent him saying if she didn't hear from him she would not come in December. She even called when we were right in the middle. Emino paused for a second then kept going.

Do I care? No way. He eventually plans on marrying a Kurd. I've always known that. He never told the girl from Seattle. She thought they would get married. I feel sorry for her. Would I want to marry him if I could? No way! And be in bondage the rest of my life? He's going to marry some young girl whose going to be wrapped up in a gunny sack.

Hey I can play the sex slave/house wife for awhile - knowing it's temperary. I even iron his shirts. I rarely iron my own clothes and I have never iron another guy's. I do it out of boredom. I can only swim so much.

He still wants me to come back next year. He will miss our fighting, our lovemaking and my excitability. He says he loves me. Well, until he has to marry. His family is pressuring him. He's trying to hold off until he's 35.

I just want one more year - maybe. I was starting to think like a friend of mine's girlfriend. He says she always thinks the glass is half empty instead of half full. I'm having a good time right and that's all I care about.