All hell broke loose

We were doing well and he was the third most important person in my life. I was promoted at work and my family life was stabilizing. I bought a "monster truck" Black Toyota pickup 4X4 with a 7" body lift and huge tires. GREAT TOY!! Then all hell broke loose!! Jose advised me that he needed to break up because he had girlfriend and she was coming from Honduras. I was devastated. Never in a million years did I see that coming. I had asked him if he had a wife, girlfriend, or someone that thought she was his girlfriend in Honduras. He emphatically denied that he had any one of those things. If I had known, we would not have dated at all. I remember how my blood ran cold in my veins and my throat, chest, and stomach all contracted. I couldn't even breathe. Well, I cried a lot, but I stopped all communication and went on with my life. Jose started calling me right away (an hour after he picked her up at the bus station), begging me to talk to him. He even had the balls to tell me to introduce him to any men I wanted to date and he would check them out and give me advice. What an ASSHOLE!!! I told him that it was not necessary and I did not want to have ANYTHING more to do with him. On top of him calling, I was getting regular phone calls from his "friends", telling me how badly they felt about what happened and did I want to go out to eat or go dancing. I couldn't believe it. He was working 2nd shift at an industrial laundry at the time. He started calling me from work and begging to come over and see me. What NERVE!!! Then it really got crazy! He started paging me from his house (yes it was the 90s). He would page me 10 times in a row. I would finally call back and tell him to stop it. He started begging me to talk to him, and then she took the phone from him (she had a knife). Well, he left at that time and drove to my house. She kept calling me back. I finally asked him what she wanted from me. She proceeded to tell me that they were married (lie), that they had a son (lie). She hesitated when I asked what the son's name was!! Then she said "Jose". I replied "nice try". He arrived at my house at that time while she was talking about having a son...he picked up the extension and listened in. She went on and on about how he left her in Honduras to make a new life for them and that the lived together in Tocoa and how they had a son. I told her to keep her nasty dog on a leash, because I was tired of him trying to sniff my crotch. Yes, I said it! Those words exactly. He spoke up and it was a big fight, I hung up the phone. When he hung up on her, I threw him out of my house. That continued for about a month. The daily phone calls, pages, her calling my house, his friends calling me filled my days and evenings. Finally, I left for California to work for a week with my company's office in Los Angeles. I needed the break from the insanity. My children stayed with my mother while I was gone. I thought about the situation and I cried. I stayed in the corporate apartment when I wasn't working. It was lonely and I spoke to my beautiful children every night. I did not contact him and I left my pager back in Nebraska. I didn't even check out the city. The day I came back he showed up on my doorstep at midnight. He begged me for 20 minutes to let him explain what had happened. He started by telling me that she was a girlfriend from Tocoa, but they never lived together, never had children, and they were never very close. He then told me that all of that all of his friends told him that he couldn't trust me because I am American and that we are all "liberated" women (code for slut). I told him how his friends had been calling me and inviting me to dinner. He figured out then that they had a purpose for saying all of this. Well, it turns out she was using him to get to the U.S. While I was gone, he found a name and phone number in her jeans pocket and he called the number. He told the guy on the line that she was his sister and he wanted to know what the guy's intentions were. Turns out, the man was from Mexico and worked with her and she was planning to move in with him. Jose told the guy the truth and when she got home from work was still there (he didn't go into work), they had a huge fight and he gave her 24 hours to leave and he gave her $500.00 and dropped her at the bus station the following day. He went through his story and I listened and then I threw him out of my house. He started getting letters from her shortly thereafter, she told him that she was pregnant with his baby (lie) and living in New York, and later sent him pictures of a baby. She told him that she gave the baby away, because he threw her out. Turns out that in order for the baby to be his it was 3 months early, or she was pregnant when she left Honduras. The truth was NO BABY at all...the pictures were of her cousin's baby. She never left town at all, but moved in with the Mexican guy and his friend. This all took place over the course of six months. He started calling and paging me just like before...everyday. Fortunately, no phone calls from her. That went on for four months; I finally met him after work for dinner. We met for dinner twice a week for a little over 3 months and then I took him back. It was scary, because he had already lied to me once and it had been a BIG ONE.