Can't wait to be inside my wife again.
Those were his words to be exact. He texted her, "I can't wait to be inside you again".
This is a married man, texting a married woman with a child and loving family at home. That is the piece of shit that John Allen Ulrich is and this is where I will tell his story.
It all began in August of 2014. August 28th to be exact. I know this because it is all documented in my wife's daily planner. Not only did she mark it on the specific days, but she also used a blank page in the back of her planner to list all of the dates she had with John. Now, I don't want to speculate, but around the sixth date she added some kind of little code system. The 6th and 7th date have a yellow highlighter dot on them, the 8th date got a pink one and the 9th got a pink x2. Now I guess it could be some meaningless mark, but the fact that she notated it on her list page as well alludes that it may be meaningful to her.
When I confronted her later on about this, I was told they referred to how she was feeling that day, but I'm not really sure how feelings can have a numerical representation, specifically the pink feeling. I see they range from 1-3, while yellow is never more than 1. I did find it very interesting that they did manage to have a "yellow" day, whatever that may be, on a day that they actually had Lunch with John's wife, Jen.
So this whole lunch thing goes on for months, with me being oblivious to everything. I kept getting told, "he is just a friend", "he is too short for me anyway", "he is so boring", "he is just like my dad", but a part of me always suspected there was a little more than that going on.