We had a hunch that our call for tales of back-stabbing girlfriends would set the tumblers rolling in the dank schoolgirl lockers of your hearts. What we didn't expect was the magnitude of the betrayals.
On one end of the spectrum, there was a gum-smacking tartish pal so self-centered that, when faced with her friend's grief over a brother's tragic death, she nattered, "Oh yeah, I had a bad Wednesday, too." On the other, there was the anonymous co-worker who called Child Protective Services on her friend, the worried (and, needless to say, innocent) mother of an 8-month-old baby with burst eardrums.
In the middle were the boyfriend stealers, the morally compassless, the sexually capricious. It's only a coincidence that all three of our finalists fall into this middle category. What really links their stories -- and what made them the most compelling to us -- was that sex was ultimately secondary to these betrayals. We'll let the contestants tell you what was primary.
Contestant No. 1 |
Contestant No. 2 |
Contestant No. 3 |