I must have been a "drug-sniffing" dog in a prior life...I swear that I always go directly to my H's porn stash. This time it was in the garage in a portable file carrier that he usually carries with him. This time it was magazine after magazine (June 2005 is the latest) of teens; the "stories" said 18 but many looked much younger. I have a daughter, not his, who is 17 & 2 mos., so this really freaked me out.
He swore last time that he'd never do it again and has also said that he's seeing a counselor we used to see for this addiction. However, I've yet to see any bills come through the insurance. Previous times have not been teen porn either. I feel so bad for letting this thing that is supposed to be a man around my daughter and her friends. Maybe it was wrong, but I did ask her if she or any of her friends have ever caught him trying to look at them or doing anything strange around them. I had to know after seeing that stuff. I've also asked her NOT to be alone with him until I can get him out of here.
He's run off to his Mom's house to cry about the bitch(me) telling him to get out. He left me a message to call him if I want him home for Mother's Day. I certainly don't want to spend my Mother's Day with HIM.
