Melissa Pepper, is a predatory whore in her late 30s (February 1976), who lives on (removed) in Piermont, NY. Mel must think that she is going to get out of the crappy little apartment that she lives in if she fucks married men. She doesn’t realize that guys just fuck worn out looking whores like her, they don’t marry them. When I found out who she was and what she looks like, I was surprised. Women like her are usually hired to clean toilets. Melissa works for (removed), which is kind of ironic considering that she sleeps with other women’s husbands. || Melissa met my husband in a Piermont, NY bar, and even though he was wearing his wedding band, told her that he was married and had children, she still went for it and f**ked him. Blow jobs too. And she brought her own condoms, so I guess f**king other women’s husbands is just something that she does. Married men don’t end up f**king whores like Mel because there is a problem at home, they f**k whores like Mel because they can. Melissa Pepper is a desperate tramp, who can’t get a man of her own, so she f**ks other women’s husbands. Her FB photos are of her doughy body (that’s why it was easy to believe that he only f**ked her because he could), and pictures of her”Catch me, F**k me” high heel Converse sneakers and Guess sandals. Wow. Must have taken a lot of blow jobs to pay for those. She has no conscience; she will break up a family without thinking twice. If there is justice in the world Mel will end up alone and lonely. Or if she ever does find someone who would marry a homely, over-the-hill, never married, beat up leftover like her, I hope that he or she, (Melissa has a butchy look so it’s a crap shoot on which way she goes), breaks her heart and wrecks her world, as she helped do to mine. || There is absolutely nothing in the world that I can do or say that will make her feel the pain that my children and I have felt. My husband thinks he’s feeling pain because he has lost his marriage, deeply hurt his children and has been humiliated in front of both of our families, our friends and his colleagues, but it doesn’t come anywhere close. I wish Mel every bit of misery that she deserves. And yes, she can have my husband now.