I am 45 and I sleep in the same bed as my mother and she touches me up and I am female.

I don't feel I have a right to control how you choose to see me and I accpet the faulty definitions you have of me. and it doesn't matter to me.

I don't feel I have a right to control how you choose to see me and I accpet the faulty definitions ...

My brother got married to Deana about six years ago, a first marriage for both of them. Things were fine for about a year, and then he discovered she had been cheating on him since before the wedding. They got divorced soon after. The whole family hated her, and so did I. Then on Valentines Day night, my wife and I were out at a restaurant and bar and we ran into Deana and her third husband (second since my brother). She had gained a good bit of weight but damn she looked good. Damn! She noticed that I kept looking at her (couldn't take my eyes off her, honestly), and she kept smiling at me while they were at their table and we were at ours. Before she and her husband left, she motioned me away from my wife, and gave me her new cell number and said "call me......you know you want to!" Then she winked at me and made a BJ sign with her hand and mouth as she and her husband were leaving. I couldn't resist the temptation, so I called her the next night, and we got together that night and had the best s** in history. She told me while we were still in bed, "I'm going to completely wreck your marriage, and steal you from your wife". Now she calls me like 8-10 times a day and tells me that I have to come get her and take her somewhere and f*** her. She's all I want and all I can think about. I thought this would just be a fling but it's serious. My entire family -- parents, brother, sisters, everybody -- would kill me if I left home for Deana, but I don't think I can stop this.

My brother got married to Deana about six years ago, a first marriage for both of them. Things were ...

of course I ate the dutch biscuits dave and neighbors gave us, you stupid bitch! I had to make it look like I hated him to make the fat chick across the road feel more secure with him even though it was a few weeks fling.

of course I ate the dutch biscuits dave and neighbors gave us, you stupid bitch! I had to make it lo...