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Porn offered Joe a "relationship" with zero emotional exposure.I was finally forced to see our marriage and our sex life for what it had become: a sham.But now my parents were suggesting that something serious was going on. They could say whatever they wanted, but obviously Joe was a committed family man. I had a nice time, but on the drive home, I couldn't stop thinking about what my mother had said after Joe phoned her. "He's lying to you." Turning to my husband, I confessed that I wanted to check out his work computer, so I could reassure my parents they'd made a mistake. I went to his web browser and immediately found a bookmark for a topless site, but he just laughed, saying a colleague had put it there as a joke. With Joe waiting, I scanned the documents he'd saved to his desktop. "I'll stay with you," I finally said, breaking the silence.After a few days of debating whether to bring the issue up, I told Joe what my father had found. I was beginning to wonder what exactly I was looking for when I spied an email from Friend (an early social network and dating site). "But I need to know everything." Joe said there was nothing more to tell. "It's a fantasy — I'm not really cheating on you." After Joe left for the office the next morning, I got up the nerve to log on to his AOL account (I had made him give me his password). When he came back, he was contrite but firm: "There's nothing I can do about the past." Which was true, and I wanted to believe Joe's promise to reform. Something that normally would be no big deal now made me so agitated, I couldn't sleep.The sites had names like Sextracker and Sex Hunter, and there were numerous escort services.The images were disturbing: not the kind of airbrushed photos you might see in I was aghast — and ashamed.

You can start making new and exciting friends." I stared at the screen, refusing to understand what I saw. Joe had written: "Dear Heather, I'd love to talk to you about what you can do for me and the rates you charge. Later that day, her response arrived: "Sure thing, honey. I clicked on her rates: For 0 an hour, Heather could be bought. Soon after Joe's admission, I went to visit my parents.Mom must have made a mistake, I thought; it just wasn't something my husband would do.True, Joe spent a lot of time on the computer — two to three hours each evening."Listen to me," the wise voice said, "I get calls from nice women like you all week long. I'll change the password on your husband's account and give it to you. If he's telling you the truth, fine, go back to him.But if he isn't, leave the jerk." I stayed up all night reading Joe's emails — and I descended into the world of a stranger.

You can start making new and exciting friends." I stared at the screen, refusing to understand what I saw. Joe had written: "Dear Heather, I'd love to talk to you about what you can do for me and the rates you charge. Later that day, her response arrived: "Sure thing, honey. I clicked on her rates: For 0 an hour, Heather could be bought. Soon after Joe's admission, I went to visit my parents.

Mom must have made a mistake, I thought; it just wasn't something my husband would do.

True, Joe spent a lot of time on the computer — two to three hours each evening.

"Listen to me," the wise voice said, "I get calls from nice women like you all week long. I'll change the password on your husband's account and give it to you. If he's telling you the truth, fine, go back to him.

But if he isn't, leave the jerk." I stayed up all night reading Joe's emails — and I descended into the world of a stranger.

But when I confided in close friends, some thought I was overreacting. Others said his behavior was normal — all men like looking at naked women.