Brandi Payne

Brenda came home the other day and while she sat around, she began thinking about her marriage to her husband Greg. She realized how boring it was and that even their intimacy was getting a bit boring being that it was the same way almost every time. They had a little foreplay, he became erect, and then the penetration which once he was inside, he never lasted long enough for her to have an orgasm. It was pitiful.

Not everyone finds love and especially true love. I am a forty-nine-year-old woman who didn’t find true love until I was in my forties. It took me many years of searching and jumping from one relationship to another to find that special someone for me. I thought love was how good I treated my partner or the things that I could but or do for them. I was wrong.

Let’s talk about divorce for a minute. It is never easy for both parties involved especially the children in the marriage. Most of the time the children begin to think it is their fault somehow and then their life spirals out of control for a moment. T least until the parents reassure them that they had nothing to do with it. I am the child of a broken marriage and when my parents split it was devastating to me and my sister.

With everything going on these days and everyone doing the whole social distancing and self-quarantine, how many people have actually stopped to think about those living out on the streets. Social distancing could work for them if they were not in fear of being beaten, robbed, or even killed. The homeless have no where to self-quarantine, so is it safe to say that no one cares about their health or safety?

Adam is my younger brother that has always been a pain in my butt, but I loved him anyway. He was always perverted since growing up in his teens. He tried everything to be a sex fiend. He was not the cutest guy or even looked attractive to most women, so you can figure how much sex he actually got. I have found him jumping out of windows and running down the street with husbands and boyfriends chasing him.

Today I walked in the house from work to find my husband sitting around and not having anything done that I asked him to do. I immediately told him to assume the position so that I could take off my shoes from a hard, long day. He jumped us and hurried over to where I was standing and got down on his hands and knees in front of me. I turned around and sat down on his back like he was my new piece of furniture.