My Boys: Tug of War
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d stand by this man, for better or for worse. I laugh with no mirth now when I see howeve
s not her that I hate but the fact that her mere presence remind
his shell when he is upset. What am I meant to do when he wakes up and leaves for work without so mu
nd seduce him. His brow furrows with distrust and his lips
yes. The very eyes that used to undress me, caress me, mak
the glare alone makes me fe
I asked him if he was happy earlier, to sound out his true fe
what that look that they give one another means. I cannot believe I seduce
boys. What
pleaded that he let them come li
ores their attempts to make him proud. He is a good father. I don
the late nights would last only for four or f
eve that it, no, he, would change
for him to return. :-)When he's in a good mood he warms his s
and my husband in bed, snoring, fast asleep. Is this the rest
gh it was tough for the boys to adjust to having two p
to call Jeffrey Matthew is a so
Troy. My prayer is that whichever choice I come to i
e looks at the boys, I expect her one day to ask th
tand the thought of her nude. Underneath him, doing th
not enough hope in my heart t
and favour upon & to t
a of whom his wife was referring to. Of all his ex-girlfriend
en them. But surely after he'd told his friend t
d how her friendship with his ex was going. Sitting up straighter in their bed it da
plain as day? No wonder she always seemed upset whenever he me
t of bed. As the cool air hit his body he stretched and headed to their bathroom and headed t
own her to slack from her beauty regimen. He paused
morning-after pills. Confusion clouded his
orning afters as a pregnant, married woman. 'Why couldn't things be
eyes passed over the tub. A smile rose to his lips as an image of his wife t
ith breakfast in bed. He'd opted to share it which resulted in an intens
d protested. By the time 6:30 had snuck up on the
Her naked figure as she leaned over the tub to check the water tem
tinued in his mind. As he reached to wash his stomach, he rea