NAKEDN BETRAYAL
Scrolling through my phone, I suddenly had a notification pop up from Plenty of Fish.
Someone’s trying to message you, I read with intrigue, clicking on the profile.
It was a man called Barry McLaren, now 48, who was living in Wirral, Liverpool.
With a quick glance, I could tell he wasn’t my usual type.
Tall, muscled and covered in tattoos – he had the ultimate bad boy image.
Having not long joined the dating world, I figured it was time for something new.
After giving birth to my youngest son, Jet*, my relationship broke down and I’d spent the past three years dedicating all my time to being the best mum I could.
Jet, along with my eldest two, Tyler*, now 17, and Chris*, now 10, were my world, but having just turned 40, I was ready to give love another chance.
So, deciding to jump
