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It all very well saying "no". I thought that. I had been seeing a girl, Anna, for 8 months before I went travelling to Australia by myself. I only went away for 7 weeks and I practically called her every other day (cost a fortune). I was doing really well. I really missed her. Went out loads and drunk loads but I resisted any female advances.
I met up with a female friend, Victoria, in Sydney from whom I knew from uni. Incidently, if it wasn't for her I would not of met Anna, she was a friend of a friend thru Victoria. Anyhow, we went out in Syndey for a few drinks with Victoria and her housemate, Anita. Anita and I instantly clicked and kissed and later had sex. Although, however much I liked Anita, I knew nothing would ever come of it because I was going back to England 7 days later and she was 7 years older, and I still liked Anna. Call me a bastard for cheating. I do regret what I did to Anna. To this day she does not know, even though we split up about a month ago. I had all the best intentions of NOT cheating, but things happened.
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