"A Reason A Season and A Lifetime"

Have you ever gone through some things in you're life, and you read something that makes all the sense in the world to you? This can help you through a difficult time in your life! That's how I feel every time I read this poem! I hope you understand the meaning of this poem, because people always come into your life for a reason, a season and a lifetime.  When you figure out which it is, you know exactly what to do!

When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed outwardly or inwardly.  They have come to assist you through a difficulty, or to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally, or even spiritually.  They may seem like a Godsend to you, and they are.  They are there for a reason, you need them to be.

Then, without any wrong doing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.  Sometimes they die, Sometimes they just walk away.  Sometimes they act up or out and force you to take a stand.  What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled; their work is done.  The prayer you sent up has been answered and it is now time to move on.

When people come into your life for a SEASON, it is because your turn has come to share, grow or learn.  They may bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh.  They may teach you something you have never done.  They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy.  Believe it!  It is real!  But, only for a season.  And like Spring turns to Summer and Summer to Fall, the season eventually ends.

Lifetime, relationships teach you a lifetime of lessons; those things you must build upon in order to have a slid emotional foundation.  Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person/people (anyway); and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas in your life.  It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.  Thank you for being part of my life....

BACK BY POPULAR DEMAND! When a Threesome goes wrong!

My friend Kendra and Daniel were together for over nine years, and for years they had talked about having a threesome.  Kendra, however, was always the one who was very reluctant to move forward.  Daniel would buy porn movies and go on porn sites trying to share this with Kendra in the hopes of one day changing her mind about a threesome.  Kendra would often try to explain to Daniel that she wasn’t comfortable with the entire threesome thing.  She also felt that if she were ever with a woman, this would mean that she was bi-sexual or gay.  Kendra was never attracted to women, and Daniel knew this.  After a while Daniel started acting funny and coming home late just tripping!  Kendra would call anybody who would listen to her about Daniel and their problems.

   Kendra knew that on their 10th anniversary they needed to do something they had never done before, and she knew exactly what that was going to be!  Kendra thought about asking one of her closest girlfriends if they wanted to join her and Daniel, but she knew that wouldn’t be a smart move.  Then she started looking online for all swingers sites, and she started reading the couples’ profiles.  Kendra started to notice everybody on the sites looked clean and sane.  She couldn’t believe such a world existed, and she had two months to put this plan in motion!  She started thinking about the type of woman Daniel was attracted to, and it didn’t take her long to figure out that if her man could have any woman, it would be Jennifer Lopez.  There was no way in hell that she could make that happen, so she started thinking about finding this type of woman online.

   Kendra registered on one of the swingers sites, went online,  Googled a picture of a woman, and posted it on the site as herself. After she registered online, it didn’t take long for her to get her first hit.  It was from a 200-pound lady!  Kendra got a big kick out of that one, but, of course, that wasn‘t what she was looking for.  She immediately started looking for a Latino woman, and it didn’t take long until she found one – 5’4,” 135 pounds, and single, with a cute face and what looked like a BIG ASS!  The Latina hottie went by the name of  “Hot & Spicy.”  Kendra sent Hot & Spicy a flirt.  Two days went by, and Kendra hadn’t heard from her, but, on the third day, she finally got a message from her.  Hot & Spicy wanted to get to know Kendra and asked if she could meet with her.  This took Kendra off guard, because she didn’t think this was all going to happen so fast.

   Kendra sent Hot & Spicy an e-mail letting her know that she wanted to talk on online a little bit more before they met.  Hot & Spicy agreed, and they both talked online for a week.  Kendra found herself really liking Hot & Spicy.  She found her to be a very cool and down to earth chick.  Kendra even forwarded the Latina hottie her real picture, and she told her all about Daniel.  Kendra and Hot & Spicy finally agreed it was time for them to meet.  Kendra found herself very nervous about finally meeting this Latina hottie.  She found herself worrying about what she was going to wear and how she looked.  This really shook Kendra, but she knew she had to stop thinking about that and move forward with the plan.

   Kendra made sure she was at the restaurant before Hot & Spicy. Once seated at the hotel, she found herself looking at every woman walking through the door.  Finally, she saw her “date” walking through the door, and it was as if the Red Sea had parted and the spot- light was on her.  It seemed like Hot & Spicy was on the runway! Kendra had never looked at any chick like that before, but she couldn’t help herself.  All eyes were on Hot & Spicy, and she knew that shit too!

   Once Hot & Spicy walked up to the table, it was like she and Kendra were old friends just meeting for a nice dinner.  Kendra couldn’t stop staring at Hot & Spicy, but the Latina hottie didn’t act like she cared one bit!  Their conversation just flowed, and Kendra learned even more about Hot & Spicy, whose real name was Angel. Finally Kendra brought up the true reasons why they were there. Kendra told Angel all about her and Daniel and what she wanted to do for their 10th anniversary.  Much to Kendra surprise, Angel was eager and ready to do this, like that evening!

   Kendra explained to Angel she had never been with a woman before, and there were a couple of things she wanted to get straight and lay a few ground rules before they continued this.  Kendra had  come to realize that she preferred to be the “Pillow Princess.”  She had found this term on the swingers’ site.  This means that Kendra wouldn’t touch Angel, and Angel would do all the work as Daniel watched.  Also, Angel could not kiss or touch Daniel.  Kendra could see that Angel had a crazy look on her face.  After Kendra gave Angel all the rules to their impending threesome, Angel then told Kendra she was cool with all of that, because she gets off on watching a woman who has never been with another woman before lose her mind with one of the best orgasms she has ever had!  And it would be an added bonus to have Daniel there to watch what she could do to his women.  Hell, maybe he would even learn a few things!



   Kendra had everything planned out so well for that special evening. She was lucky and got a suite at one of the best hotels in town.  She made reservations at her and Daniel’s favorite restaurant.  She brought a fly ass dress and matching panty and bra set.  She wore her best perfume and got her hair done.  She couldn’t wait for Daniel to arrive and see her.  Once Daniel got home she was right - he loved how good she looked.  She told him to pack a bag with a suit so they could get to the hotel.  Daniel was so happy, and he couldn’t believe that Kendra went all out for their anniversary.

   Kendra was going to tell him about Angel at the hotel, but she decided to wait until they got to the restaurant to tell him.  After the waiter gave Daniel his birthday cake, she told him what was to come next.  She told him all about Angel and also about the rules for the evening.  Daniel could barely get past Kendra being down for this PERIOD!  He said he didn’t care if she wanted to tie him to a chair just so long as he could watch.  Kendra wished she had thought about that before now, but it was too late, and she had to move forward with the plan.  She knew that, around this time, Angel was on her way to the hotel, so they had to get back there soon.  During the ride to the hotel, Daniel had millions of questions about the other woman.  All Kendra told him about Angel was that she was “ hot & spicy”! Kendra had never seen Daniel so happy before!

   Once at the hotel, Daniel ran and took a shower – he was singing in there and laughing the whole time.  Kendra took off her dress and put on her silk bathrobe – she still had on her matching bra and panty set with her 4 inch heels.  She felt so sexy and ready for this evening. Daniel came out of the shower with his dick rock hard.  He grabbed Kendra and gave her a big kiss.  Then, there was a knock at the door. Daniel had this silly sick look on his face, and it was then that Kendra knew she had to take two shots of the whiskey she had brought.  When she opened the door Angel was standing there in a skin-tight backless red dress and 4 inch pumps!  Her hair was straight and parted in the middle.  Angel had the reddest lipstick Kendra had ever seen. She smelled like some sweet fruit, and her perfume filled the entire room.

   Daniel was standing there about to faint.  His month was wide open, and his eyes were as big as two quarters.  Kendra could’ve smacked the shit out of him standing there looking all retarded, but even she had to admit that Angel was HOT!  Kendra introduced Angel to Daniel, who by this time had gotten himself together somewhat.  By the time they had all had two shots apiece, Kendra was fucked up and ready.  She was so horny, and Daniel felt like he had died and gone to heaven!  Angel took over the evening.

   Angel had moved the hotel chair to the corner of the room where the chair was facing the bed.  She looked at Kendra to guide Daniel off the bed to the chair.  Somehow, Kendra caught on, took Daniel by the hand and lead him to the chair.  Daniel whispered in Kendra’s ear how much he loved her, and he kept saying, “Thank you, thank you, thank you!”  Angel walked over and said to Daniel, “I’m now about to show you how to make your girl cum very hard, so if I were you, I would take some notes.” Daniel was so caught up in the moment he couldn’t give a shit what this fine ass chick said!

   Angle took Kendra by the hand and laid her near the edge of the bed.  She started kissing her neck and whispering in her ear.  Kendra was so fucked up she couldn’t believe how good she felt, and she looked over to her side to see Daniel.  He was sitting there just rubbing himself and staring right into her eyes.  This is what she wanted for her man, and she could see this was only going to make them stronger.  Angel worked her tongue around Kendra nipples, gently biting them.  She started putting her finger inside Kendra, and Kendra felt like she was going to explode.  All she was thinking about was Daniel.

   Slowly, Angel made it down to Kendra’s punani, and she was eating her like a champ!  Angel positioned herself so she could watch Daniel as she ate his woman.  Daniel was sitting there losing his mind.  He wanted in so bad, and from the corner of the room he kept begging Angel to let him get some.  Angel just smiled and kept eating Kendra. Kendra came so hard she felt like she was going to pee on herself.  She got up and ran into the bathroom.  She was so drunk she threw up in the bathroom all over the toilet and the floor.  Once she was done she hopped into the shower.  This made her feel a little better, but when she got out of the shower, she heard all of these noises as if someone was having great sex.  Coming out of the bathroom, she looked at the hotel bed and saw Daniel eating and fucking the shit out of Angel.

   Angel pushed Daniel off of her, got on top, and started riding the hell out of him.  Daniel was screaming like a cat in heat!  Kendra’s mind was racing – she couldn’t believe this shit was going down right in front of her.  Daniel and Angel looked at her and stopped for a second.  Angel even winked at her before continuing to fuck the shit out her man!  Kendra didn’t know what to do, so she packed her things and left them there.

DAMN!

1. Do you feel like Daniel and Angel were wrong, or was Kendra only
    getting what she deserved?

2. If you were Kendra, what would you have done?

'I love my children. I hate my life.' Do you agree?

I am always on the lookout for interesting stories or articles and today I found one. I would love to hear your thoughts about this article, you can leave me a comment or you can also e-mail me at theessenceofone@gmail.com .

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In the recent New York Magazine cover story "I Love My Children. I Hate My Life," writer Jennifer Senior tackles the tough topic of parental happiness. She writes that while many parents say raising a child is a privilege that adds meaning to their lives, research shows parents are often more depressed and less happy than nonparents.
Her article set off a firestorm in online message boards in and blogs, with many critical of those who felt dissatisfaction with raising a child.
"Parenting is a selfless and lifelong vocation, and you must recognize that fact before you commit to becoming a parent," "judithod" commented on the article on nymag.com.
Others tried to figure out the root of the unhappiness.

The Motherlode's Lisa Belkin argues it may be connected it to the "helicopter parenting" phenomenon.
"Now that parenting has become a verb — an active, measurable, competitive thing — it brings with it an infinitely expanding job description. We create one for ourselves, different from our neighbors’, or even our partners’, but always broader than the ones our parents used decades ago. We recognize it as helicoptering when we see others do it, but from the inside it feels like what a good parent does." she writes. "And it is, in part, what is making us overwhelmed and unhappy.

Stephanie Wilder-Taylor suggested unhappiness could stem from unreasonable expectations. "I think the problem is how you go into parenting with these high expectations. It's supposed to be fun every minute of the day and it's such a rude awakening," she said. "Getting those kids dressed in the morning can sometimes be an extremely tedious experience. Unlike other jobs, you don't ever really punch out."
Click here for the TODAY video where Senior and psychotherapist Gail Saltz discuss the controversial article.

Results with 236 short comments

Total of 12,802 votes

35%

Yes. I do love my children, but I can't say I'm happier than I was before having them.

4,483 votes

33.1%

No. Having kids is hard, but the joy they bring is immeasurable.

4,233 votes

31.9%

Most of the time. I tell people that being a parent is the hardest job you'll ever have, but it's also the most rewarding.

4,086 votes

Yes. I do love my children, but I can't say I'm happier than I was before having them.

I luv my kids, but would luv 4 my hubby 2 keep them and let me go live my life! I feel as if I am missing out on life b/c of them.

Some help for the single man dating a single mother!

For many of us, dating someone with kids will occur at one point or another. When you eventually meet someone that has children from a previous relationship, it's important that you know what to expect and realize that this may have an affect on your relationship in the future.

Most kids find it difficult to accept the fact that their parent is dating. Therefore, it’s crucial that you make an honest effort to get to know their children and spend quality time with them. If the relationship escalates, talk to the children about how they feel about your relationship with their parent. Another important thing to consider is the impact of their ex on your relationship. This person will always be in your significant other's life because they bore children together; this infused a lasting bond between them. Before you get involved, decide whether this is something that you can deal with continuously.

If for whatever reason things don’t work out between the two of you, make sure that the kids don’t get hurt as a result. When you decide to break it off, you should both sit down with the children and explain the situation to them. If you choose not to, some kids might think that you ended the relationship because of them and this can negatively affect their self esteem.

When it comes to being in a relationship with a single parent, there are tons of benefits. Not only do you gain someone you love, but you also get beautiful children as well. At the same time, it can also be emotionally-draining.By communicating with your partner and their children, you can develop a healthy relationship and possibly grow to become a family.

Thank you Kevin and good luck with your new relationship, your going to do just fine! I told you dating a single mother would change your life forever! WOW LOOK AT YOU! ;op

Being a single mom and rising a biracial child.

I found this article to be very interesting! We all know there are many men and women who are raising biracial children, this is for all the single parents who maybe rising a biracial child!    

Elaine is a woman who had been involved with a man who left her a couple of months after learning she was pregnant with his child. She is white, and because he is black, she wants to know how to bring cultural richness to her daughter's life. But she also faced another dilemma: Her mother refuses to have anything to do with her or the baby, who will be biracial.

Aside from seeking out local churches, schools, community centers, and a local African American Resource Center, she still seeks advice on enriching her child’s life and how to deal with her mother’s attitude.

Here are some suggestions from single parents in similar circumstances.Vicki C. Daughtry of San Diego, a single mom raising her 16-year-old biracial daughter says: “My first thought was that even if your baby’s father is  out of the picture, his family doesn’t have to be. Can you establish relationships with any members of his family? It will be helpful to your child to know her grandparents, uncles, aunts, cousins, etc., on both sides. It’s likely, too, that they will want your daughter to be part of their lives. These relationships will help to teach your daughter about her heritage, and will provide you with some emotional support.” She adds, “You may need to make it clear to them that this isn’t an effort to get your ex-boyfriend back, or to make him pay child support. Deal with him directly on the latter issue.”

 Educate yourself 

Heather Pickard of Peabody, Mass., agrees that it’s important for your child to know her heritage.  The mother of a 3-year-old son, Heather found it important to first educate herself.

“I did this by reading books and subscribing to some largely black magazines such as Essence. Since I am a full-time student, I have taken some classes on race, and courses specifically on African-American psychology and literature. This helped open my eyes to the subtle (and not-so-subtle) racism in this country, and it will help me to prepare my son for it.  I also recommend you read  40 Ways To Raise a Nonracist Child,’ by Barbara Mathias and Mary Ann French.”

Vicki too has exposed herself and her daughter to African American
Literature, theater, film and more. “It’s important for you and for her to see a broad spectrum of culture and talent.”

 

Start mingling

“Don’t stop there, however, this won’t work if all of your contact with the black community is through a screen or a book. If you don’t have them already, get out and make friends with people of color who will be positive role models for her,” urges Vicki.

When you begin dating again, don’t assume that an African American boyfriend fills this particular bill.  You need a supportive community of friends of (many races.)

Heather, Vicki and other parents offer similar advice when it comes to
dealing with the new mother’s mom, who won’t give herself to the grandmother role.

Heather has been fortunate to have an accepting family. 

“Both my parents supported my decision to give birth to a biracial child outside of marriage.”

Vicki adds: “By now you may have given birth to your baby.  Your mother’s attitude may have improved when she saw the baby in your arms instead of seeing the idea of biracialism in an abstract sense.  Even if your mother still wants nothing to do with the baby, give the situation time.  Your mother’s love for you may overcome her prejudice.”

But if this doesn’t happen, you can explain to your child that your
mother’s ideas about race differ from yours.

Susan, another mom raising a biracial child who is estranged from her grandmother told her daughter, “Even though my mother raised me, and I love her, she has different ideas about race than I do because of the way she was raised.”

The True DL Brother! By: Anonymous Writer

                                          

This story is one that many of us ladies really need to read!

   Tamara is single mother of three, and she was dating this man Sammy for two years. Sammy was everything most women want in a man – he was good looking, employed, a home owner, had a car and attended church regularly. In all of Tamara’s past relationships, she found herself either financially broke or mentally scarred. Sammy was a positive influence in Tamara’s life.  Anything she wanted, he made sure she had it!  Tamara’s dream was always to buy a home, and with Sammy’s help she built a sensible budget plan that was easy for her to stick to. In just a few months, she purchased her home!  She never felt so much love and respect for any man before in her entire life!

   Sammy was the type of guy who always dressed very well and kept up with his appearance at all times.  Wherever they went, women were always staring at him, which is what attracted Tamara to Sammy in the first place!  In the beginning of their relationship, Tamara and Sammy did everything together, and it was around this time that Tamara learned that her man loved manicures and pedicures. This took Tamara off guard since she had never met a man who was into doing that, however, she never questioned him about it because to her it all made sense.  This was just a part of what always made him look so good!  She just chalked it up to her man being a metro sexual male, and she could live with that. Tamara had everything she had always wanted: healthy children, a good job, a beautiful home, and a fine ass man that loved not only her, but her three children as well!  What more can a sista ask for?

She was the envy of all her girlfriends.  Every time she received flowers at work from Sammy, all her co-workers would be envious too.  Life couldn’t get any better.  Tamara knew she was blessed, and she wasn’t going to let anyone make her feel bad about all her blessings.  If people only knew some of the hell she has been through in the past, they would know it was time for her blessings to come, and they would be happy for her! Tamara also felt life was too short to worry about what other people thought about her!

    Around Christmas time Tamara received a call from one of her girlfriends, telling her that she had heard that Sammy was GAY! Tamara wasn’t trying to hear what her so-called girlfriend had to say.  Hell, her friend Stacy was always in everybody’s business, and this wasn’t the first time Tamara’s friends made comments about Sammy being bi or gay.  After Tamara’s brother met Sammy, he was the first to have  something to say about Sammy being too much like a BITCH for him! Tamara wasn’t even trying to hear her brother’s comments – after all he had seven kids he needed to worry about rather than being all up in her business! Driving up to her beautiful home and seeing Sammy with her kids, playing and laughing, a feeling of pure happiness came over her.  NO ONE WAS GOING TO TAKE HER JOY AWAY FROM HER!  

   Sammy had a friend in town named Perry, who used to be a male dancer, and now he owned his own male dancing company.  Perry was real cool.  He always brought the kids some toys when he came into town.  He would always take Sammy and Tamara out to dinner, but on this night he announced to them both that his player days were over and he was getting married!  Sammy and Tamara were so happy.  She was hoping this would also give Sammy thoughts of doing the same thing with her. The next day, however, Tamara could sense something wasn’t right with Sammy’s attitude toward the kids.  He was never ever short with the kids, but this day he just kept screaming and yelling at her kids. She couldn’t quite put her finger on what his problem was.

   Tamara went ahead to work, but all day long she kept thinking about Sammy and what his problem might be.  She knew that everything seemed to change when Perry announced he was getting married last week.  After that Sammy started getting annoyed with everything and everybody. Tamara wanted to call her close friend to tell her what was happening, but she had learned from past experiences that you don’t always need to run and tell your friends or family members your business.  Tamara started thinking about all of this so much that she could no longer concentrate on her job and actually had to leave work early.  When she got home, Tamara found herself going up to the bedroom to look through all of Sammy’s things.  Of course, she couldn’t find anything.  She decided that she would call him on his job. She called and spoke to the receptionist, who told Tamara, to her surprise, that Sammy was no longer employed with the company.  Tamara found out that Sammy had stopped working at the job for about a month.  Tamara now felt that it all made sense to her why Sammy was having an attitude all the time with her and the kids.  Tamara didn’t understand why Sammy couldn’t just tell her what was going on.  Deep down inside she was so happy not to have to worry about Sammy and his sexual preference.  She knew her man was just that - a man!  

   The next day, Sammy told Tamara that he had a job interview with a car dealership for a position as a salesman and would return around noon.  Tamara got the kids off to school, but didn’t tell Sammy that she had already scheduled for a day off from work.  She had a surprise for him.  Tamara thought she could go to the grocery store while Sammy was at his interview and pick up all his favorite foods.  She planned a wonderfully romantic lunch followed by a passionate afternoon of lovemaking.  As she drove to the grocery store, Tamara’s mind was totally on her wonderful new life, her future, and her love for her wonderful man.  While selecting her purchases, Tamara took a moment to give Sammy a call and say “I love you,” but the cell went directly to voice mail.  While it was a little unusual for Sammy’s phone to be turned off like this, Tamara figured that he wouldn’t want an interruption during his interview, so she didn’t really think much of it. 

   On the way home, Tamara thought about all the things she had to do to get ready.  In addition to showering, and getting her hair and face done, she also had to decide which of her “Vickie’s Secrets” lingerie sets she wanted to wear for her man.  She was getting very excited as she turned down her street and approached the house.  She was surprised to see Sammy’s car parked in the driveway and a gold Mercedes parked directly behind it.  Rather than pull into her own driveway, Tamara’s first thought was to pull ahead two houses up the street and park behind old Mr. Wyatt’s Lincoln Town Car.  Fighting all the conflicting thoughts that were now racing through her head, Tamara forced herself to think only of getting into the house and finding out who’s Mercedes was parked in her driveway. 

   Tamara slowly opened the front door and stepped into the foyer.  From upstairs she heard a strange man’s voice followed by that of her boyfriend, in an obvious state of extreme arousal.  Her mind racing, Tamara softly kicked off her shoes and quietly proceeded up the stairs, her thoughts kicking into overdrive, running on pure instinct.  As she approached the top of the staircase, she distinctly heard the strange male voice say, in a low, guttural voice, “That’s right, suck it, you little bitch!”  Her boyfriend’s answering moans were all Tamara needed to hear.  She ran to their bedroom door and yanked the door open.  She stared at the scene in front of her in utter disbelief.  There in front of her very eyes was Sammy, completely naked, on his knees in front of a tall, blue-black, bald headed Adonis.  The man’s enormous cock was rapidly sliding in and out of Sammy’s mouth, his left hand firmly gripping the back of Sammy’s head as his hips thrust savagely forward and back.  Quite obviously, neither was aware that Tamara had entered the room.  Sammy pulled his head back and cried out passionately, “Oh, God, Bernard, PLEASE stick it in my ass…fuck me in my ass, baby – PLEASE!”  As Tamara watched, mouth open in complete shock, Bernard grabbed Sammy around the waist and lifted him right off the floor.  Turning him toward the steel footboard of their iron bed, Bernard growled, “Grab on, Bitch!  I’m gonna fuck the shit outta your tight little ass.  You’re gonna cum so fucking hard!  Here it is for you, cock suck’n bitch!  You ready?”

   Tamara had seen enough!  Bending over, she vomited onto the carpet.  Sammy and Bernard simultaneously jerked their heads around in total surprise.  Wiping the back of her hand across her mouth, Tamara came at her boyfriend, both fists flying.  The utterly shocked Bernard backed instantly away, reaching down for his clothes, which were scattered around the bedroom floor.  Biting, screaming, and kicking, Tamara spit in Sammy’s face.  As he flinched away, Tamara balled her fist and hit him squarely in the mouth.  Grabbing both of Tamara’s wrists, Sammy swung Tamara around and threw her onto the bed.  “Look, baby,” Sammy stammered, “it’s not what you think!”  Tamara couldn’t believe he had the nerve to tell her that what she was seeing wasn’t what she thought it was!

   Tamara got up from the bed and looked at herself in her mirror.  Her hair was disheveled, her make-up was badly smeared, and spots of puke and saliva covered her blouse.  She stared into the face of a woman whose world had suddenly come completely unraveled.  The man she thought she loved, the man who she had allowed around her young children, the man who only hours before had had his penis inside her had turned out to be a raging faggot!  What possible diseases had she exposed herself to by being with this man?  How could she have been taken so completely off guard?  Standing in front of the mirror, Tamara had to grudgingly admit to herself that she had, in fact, been suspicious before.  Yes, she had been suspicious – and she had chosen to ignore her misgivings.  She was nearly as angry at herself as she was at Sammy!

   Tamara had been so lost in her own personal nightmare that she didn’t even realize that Sammy had been speaking to her.  Turning, she stared straight into his eyes.  He was a stranger to her.  Her desire to do something completely outrageous, like finding the nearest sharp object and cutting off his balls was suddenly replaced with an overwhelming desire to have him as far away from her as possible.  They were OVER!  They were SO OVER!  “Get out of my house,” she said evenly.  It seemed as if a sudden calm had settled over her.  She felt more in control.  “Just get your shit, and get the fuck outta here.”  Tamara knew there was no turning back from this, and that was fine.  It was about her now – her and her children, her health, and her happiness.  Nothing else mattered.  “You need to just let me explain…” Sammy began, but Tamara cut him off.  She was not interested.  Slowly, Tamara walked past Sammy and out of the bedroom.  Descending the staircase, she made her way through the living room to the foyer, opening the front door.  Turning back toward the stairs, Tamara called out, “You got two minutes to get your faggot ass out my house!”

For Tamara, the new day had begun.

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