Another item of proof, if proof be needed, that sexual orientation, religion, politics, race or whatever doesn't matter. There will always be relatively intelligent, relatively unintelligent and fodder for Jerry Springer.

You don't need to live in a trailer to be trailer trash. ;-)

i just want to say that what suzanne mitchel, said was all lies. i never made a move on her she put the move on me, i never took advantage of her at all, she is just lying to make me the villian,in which i am the victim in all of this,

One of the interesting things about the story is that Suzanne Mitchell is clearly tongue-draggingly thick regardless of whether she's telling the truth: either her lies are stupid or her truth is stupid, but, either way, she's stupid. What does that make the person who falls head-over-heels in love with her?

If that's really you, Caroline, let me just take this opportunity to say that you're scum. Yes, it takes two to tango, so Suzanne gets to share the blame for this sordid mess, but so do you: you were instrumental in trying to break up a family. You are not the victim in all this; you are a protagonist. Suzanne Mitchell's husband and children are the victims, as is obvious to those of us capable of empathy.

Self-absorption is the scourge of our age.

I'm not surprised the hubby stopped downstairs. Who'd want to get stuck between those two biffers?

And at what point do you decide you either are or aren't a lesbian anymore? "Sorry love I really prefer the slap and tickle to slap and lickle"

"Charles, Suzanne and Caroline had spent an evening drinking together, when Caroline suggested all three of them go to bed together. While Mr Mitchell demurred and took to the sofa..."

Very odd. Isn't it a staple of certain, um, men's magazines that a chap who finds himself in that situation is unlike to say anything other than a hearty 'Yes please!'...?

to squander2 i am sorry bur she told me she was married but then got divorced, as her and her husband were having rows and he got violent with her, so me and her got together. I DID NOT KNOW SHE WAS STILL MARRIED, OTHERWISE I WOULD NOT GO WITH THE STUPID COW. ok so shut up

I think it says a lot about you that, when you're told that the victims in all this are the children, it doesn't even occur to you to mention them in your reply. Like I said: self-absorption.

In the vain hope that you might comprehend this, let's be clear: whether or not Suzanne was still married has nothing to do with it. You moved into her house and shared her bed while her husband slept on the sofa downstairs and their kids were living under the same roof. If he'd been an ex-husband, you'd still have done wrong; if you were a man, you'd still have done wrong. You made life confusing and awkward and upsetting for some children, and you still appear to be incapable of even considering them: it's all about you. Grow up.