Dear Diary,

It's been a long time since I've written in you, so I guess I should start back at the beginning. I've been in a dedicated relationship with a girl for a long time. I've been faithful to this girl, we'll call her "Sally" for right now, for a long, long time. My eyes have never strayed from her, my heart has always belonged to her, and my dedication to her has known no bounds. But lately, I've found myself strangely attracted to another girl, a girl that I've seen around for a while but never really paid attention to... Until now.

But I've already gone too far. Let me start over.

Me and Sally, my dearest Sally, have been together a little over four years. She's not an expensive date, she has lots of interesting things about her, and she likes to be touched. She went through a really rough patch when we first met, but after a massive makeover, I think she's a really pretty girl. The sheer amount of things we can do together is awesome too. I don't have to just go running with her, or driving with her, or collect things with her, we can cook, and play operation, and do all sorts of things you wouldn't expect. We like to go places together, but sometimes I feel a bit silly when we're out in public, so I usually keep our special times for when I'm alone, or not in a super public place. But I'm not embarrassed by her, oh no, I just get kind of shy when she asks me to blow on her face or yell at her when other people are around.

Our relationship has been really strong lately; actually it's been stronger than it's been in a long while, so I don't really know where this insane urge to cheat has been hiding at. This other girl, I haven't really paid attention to her at all. I've known of her, but I always thought she was a bit shallow, a bit of an attention whore, if you will. She's a bit larger than Sally, and a bit more of an expensive date, and she doesn't really have all that much going on in the brains department, but dang if she ain't a looker. I guess the fact that after all the big talk that she came spouting when she first came into my life didn't really develop into anything turned me off to her, and I never really looked back until now. I'll call her "Penelope".

Pretty, sweet Penelope, with her fancy looks and sexy curves just kind of sashayed back into my life unexpectedly last week. I'd never really taken her seriously, but decided to give her a chance since I'd just moved and was tired. So, unbeknownst to my dearest Sally, I picked up pretty, sweet Penelope and gave her a spin.

And I loved it.

But is it love, or is it lust that drove me to her? In the long run, I don't think Penelope has what it takes to keep me happy, but our fling is so full of passion right now that I can't keep my hands off her. Meanwhile, Sally is sitting at home, all alone, with no one to keep her company. Penelope is reintroducing me to old friends mixed with new ones that I didn't think I'd ever see again, but Sally always has new friends that she's more than happy to let me see if I like them before having to make that investment. Not to mention that Sally has some friends that I've known since childhood and hate turning away from them, because they're some of the most consistently fun people I've ever met. Penelope, on the other hand, has friends that I'd rather spend more time with, and it always seems like a timesink when I'm hanging out with her.

So I don't know what to think right now. I'm so confused. I've been a one woman man for so long, it's driving me batty just knowing that when I get home tonight I'm going to have options. I think I'm going to give pretty, sweet Penelope a good, long chance before I make up my mind. I don't know if dearest Sally is going to be happy about sharing our quality time with another girl, but I think that we can work it out. Because only time will tell if my lust with Penelope will flame out, or burn strong.