You know what pisses me off? Seeing motherfuckers at the grocery store, loading up those carts with every damned snack cake imaginable, all the good meat and of course all that soda pop...then there they are, in line, taking 45 minutes to unload the fucking cart. No one cares that I've just put in 9 hours at work and my little $75.00 basket full would have been unloaded and out the door in 10 minutes, tops. But nooooo, here this bitch is, stacking up her steaks, taking her sweet ol' time. Now, y'all know what happens next. Out comes the food card. She used her too long acrylic nails to pluck it out of her knock-off Coach purse. Those 2 little luxuries alone is a good $100.00 that this bitch could have used to buy her own groceries. Instead, I'll keep taking my ass to work everyday to keep paying my fucking taxes so I can make sure this system-working bitch's kids won't starve. What's even better, is that I'm shopping at Save-a-Lot, a discount grocery store. I'm shopping here because my husband and I both work, with a combined income of about $40,000.00. We qualify for NOTHING! Not a food stamp, a medical card...nothing. Let me tell you why this bitch is at this store. I guarantee you with her 4 dirty ass kids running around, she gets a minimum of $700.00 per month in food stamps. These bitches come buy the cheapest shit they can and sell the rest so they can keep getting those nails done. They've got cigarettes to buy. I had to quit. Couldn't afford it.
So I have a suggestion for any political candidate that wants my automatic vote. Can we get a "workers appreciation month"? Just a little thank you, saying thanks for getting your ass up everyday and going to work even when you don't want to, even when you're sick, when your kids have school functions that you have to miss, and so on and so on and so on. I want to hear them tell us that they are thankful that we work our asses off to keep paying ungodly taxes to keep taking care of all these fuckers who think they're too good to get a job. Can we get a food card for 1 month? Maybe $500.00 in December. $500.00 in food to say thank you. It can be a combination thank you for also buying their kids Christmas gifts every damn year. No one buys my kids gifts other than this Santa Claus right fucking here. Why? Because I'm too rich, bringing in that 40k/year.
Oh, and your welcome for being able to take your kid to the fucking emergency room every time he sneezes. My kid hasn't seen the inside of a doctor's office or hospital in YEARS! We can't afford fucking insurance! I have to pay for other people's insurance!
Okay, I'm done.
Have a nice evening :)
Monday, August 6, 2012
Saturday, August 4, 2012
The Marriage With Dirty Little Secrets
As I mentioned before, I'm in an extremely happy marriage. The secret to a happy marriage is something most people don't want to admit...so I will.
You've got to keep the sex dirty, people. And when I say dirty, I mean dirty.
Let me give you a little history of Marie and Jorge~
He was the first boy to get my juices flowing at the age of 13. We dated off and on throughout high school. He worshipped the ground I walked on and I treated him like shit.
I was a bad girl. I lost my virginity very young at 14. I don't regret it, even though I would never brag to my daughters, because I saw very early the power of pussy. It was too much power for a girl my age. I couldn't contain my sexuality enough to be faithful to just one boy. My hormones were raging and the boys could smell it like I was a bitch in heat and they were a bunch of dogs with their tounges and dicks out, doing anything I wanted. I used sex to control Jorge and I took his love for me as a weakness. I could do anything I wanted and he would always take me back. I'm sure the fact that no one fucked him like I did had something to do with it...for you boys are not innocent.
So I was always breaking up with him, to fuck around with somone else. Well, at 17 I got caught up and got pregnant. That changed things quickly and dramatically. Before I knew it I was married to someone I barely knew and Jorge was left in tears.
We got back together 13 years later. Here's a quick rundown of those years;
Marie~ Married first time for 4 years, had 2 children. Divorced. Had an affair with a then married Jorge. It ended badly. I was young and angry and told his wife. We didn't talk for a few months. In the meantime, I had a one night stand that turned into a pregnancy that turned into a horrible 8 year long abusive relationship. I survived, met back up with Jorge.
Jorge~ Got a girl knocked up, married her and had a total of 2 kids. 11 years ago the kids were killed in a fire. Trajic. They got divorced. He hooked up with a professional con artist who took him for a quarter mill....a settlement he got behind the death of his children. Jorge went on a 10 year run of making himself numb with cocain, extasy and alcohol. It landed him in jail. I found out he was there, wrote him a letter and the rest is history.
We've been back together for 5 years. We have a relationship that others envy. If only they realized how easy it is to have. We like each other. We don't like to argue and I love this man! I can't imagine doing anything to hurt him.
But we have a few dirty secrets.....
Here's how it started; One night a few years ago we were at a bar. We were dancing and I noticed Jorge talking to a girl we went to school with. He came over to me and whispered in my ear, "she wants to lick your pussy". People, I don't know if it was the alcohol or what, but I was ready to leave right then! I wanted her face in my crotch ASAP! This was going to be a first for me. I've always fantasized about being with women, but never had the nerve to make it happen. My love, Jorge, made it happen for me. I was worried about how I would feel when I saw him fucking another woman, but there were no problems. We have a very strong relationship and have become very good at separating our relationship and intimacy from our animalistic fuck sessions with other women.
On that first night, I was only a receiver of pleasure. My husband orchestrated it all for me..obviously he had done this before. I didn't mind. He didn't want me to feel uncomfortable, so he made sure that anytime his dick was in her pussy, her face was in mine and we kept constant eye contact. We shared each other's pleasure through our eyes...it was absolutely awesome.
There is however, 1 rule. He is to never cum inside another woman.
We never messed with that girl again. She was just a random barfly, used as a guinea pig in our sexual experiment. We are both very attractive people, so we moved on to better things.
Our next encounter was with a mutual friend, who just so happens to be a stripper. I noticed a text from her to my husband one day. It said ~ I want to suck your wife's pussy. How could I say no to that? So that weekend, we drove an hour to the club where she worked. We got there, took our seat and watched the show. It was very erotic to watch a beautiful girl strip down to nothing, put her titties, ass and pussy in drooling men's faces and know in the back of my mind that before the night was over I'd be eating the beautiful coochie. She gave me a lap dance and whispered in my ear that she was going to have my legs shaking. I knew then that this experience was going to be a bit different from the first.
Hers was the first pussy I ever tasted. Hers was the first woman's face I ever straddled (orgasm came from that)...She laid on the bed while I sat on her face and my husband held her hips and fucked the shit out of her. Since then, we've had a couple other experiences, but it's not something we do often. We like to think of it as a little treat only to be tasted on rare occasions.
The good part is that we have one of those sex lives people dream about. I could fuck him everyday, but it happens about every other day.
Just admit to each other what you want. Be honest about how you feel. You only live once..enjoy each other.
You've got to keep the sex dirty, people. And when I say dirty, I mean dirty.
Let me give you a little history of Marie and Jorge~
He was the first boy to get my juices flowing at the age of 13. We dated off and on throughout high school. He worshipped the ground I walked on and I treated him like shit.
I was a bad girl. I lost my virginity very young at 14. I don't regret it, even though I would never brag to my daughters, because I saw very early the power of pussy. It was too much power for a girl my age. I couldn't contain my sexuality enough to be faithful to just one boy. My hormones were raging and the boys could smell it like I was a bitch in heat and they were a bunch of dogs with their tounges and dicks out, doing anything I wanted. I used sex to control Jorge and I took his love for me as a weakness. I could do anything I wanted and he would always take me back. I'm sure the fact that no one fucked him like I did had something to do with it...for you boys are not innocent.
So I was always breaking up with him, to fuck around with somone else. Well, at 17 I got caught up and got pregnant. That changed things quickly and dramatically. Before I knew it I was married to someone I barely knew and Jorge was left in tears.
We got back together 13 years later. Here's a quick rundown of those years;
Marie~ Married first time for 4 years, had 2 children. Divorced. Had an affair with a then married Jorge. It ended badly. I was young and angry and told his wife. We didn't talk for a few months. In the meantime, I had a one night stand that turned into a pregnancy that turned into a horrible 8 year long abusive relationship. I survived, met back up with Jorge.
Jorge~ Got a girl knocked up, married her and had a total of 2 kids. 11 years ago the kids were killed in a fire. Trajic. They got divorced. He hooked up with a professional con artist who took him for a quarter mill....a settlement he got behind the death of his children. Jorge went on a 10 year run of making himself numb with cocain, extasy and alcohol. It landed him in jail. I found out he was there, wrote him a letter and the rest is history.
We've been back together for 5 years. We have a relationship that others envy. If only they realized how easy it is to have. We like each other. We don't like to argue and I love this man! I can't imagine doing anything to hurt him.
But we have a few dirty secrets.....
Here's how it started; One night a few years ago we were at a bar. We were dancing and I noticed Jorge talking to a girl we went to school with. He came over to me and whispered in my ear, "she wants to lick your pussy". People, I don't know if it was the alcohol or what, but I was ready to leave right then! I wanted her face in my crotch ASAP! This was going to be a first for me. I've always fantasized about being with women, but never had the nerve to make it happen. My love, Jorge, made it happen for me. I was worried about how I would feel when I saw him fucking another woman, but there were no problems. We have a very strong relationship and have become very good at separating our relationship and intimacy from our animalistic fuck sessions with other women.
On that first night, I was only a receiver of pleasure. My husband orchestrated it all for me..obviously he had done this before. I didn't mind. He didn't want me to feel uncomfortable, so he made sure that anytime his dick was in her pussy, her face was in mine and we kept constant eye contact. We shared each other's pleasure through our eyes...it was absolutely awesome.
There is however, 1 rule. He is to never cum inside another woman.
We never messed with that girl again. She was just a random barfly, used as a guinea pig in our sexual experiment. We are both very attractive people, so we moved on to better things.
Our next encounter was with a mutual friend, who just so happens to be a stripper. I noticed a text from her to my husband one day. It said ~ I want to suck your wife's pussy. How could I say no to that? So that weekend, we drove an hour to the club where she worked. We got there, took our seat and watched the show. It was very erotic to watch a beautiful girl strip down to nothing, put her titties, ass and pussy in drooling men's faces and know in the back of my mind that before the night was over I'd be eating the beautiful coochie. She gave me a lap dance and whispered in my ear that she was going to have my legs shaking. I knew then that this experience was going to be a bit different from the first.
Hers was the first pussy I ever tasted. Hers was the first woman's face I ever straddled (orgasm came from that)...She laid on the bed while I sat on her face and my husband held her hips and fucked the shit out of her. Since then, we've had a couple other experiences, but it's not something we do often. We like to think of it as a little treat only to be tasted on rare occasions.
The good part is that we have one of those sex lives people dream about. I could fuck him everyday, but it happens about every other day.
Just admit to each other what you want. Be honest about how you feel. You only live once..enjoy each other.
Friday, August 3, 2012
She is Me
Well, here I am. Starting this blog and I have no idea what I'm doing. So hopefully, I can meet a few smart people that will give me ideas on how to turn my blog into something spectacular. Until then....
Let me tell you a little about myself. I'm a happily married mother of 3 beautiful teenage girls. Actually, the youngest is only 12, but since she's the first to let a grimy little boy cop a feel, she can jump ahead to teenage status around here. The happily married part is true, believe it or not. I'm on my 3rd marriage and it's with my 1st boyfriend. Go figure. Our story will come later...you won't want to miss that!
I'm going to try and give you the short version of our long story. I don't want to bore anyone to tears, or a click on the dreaded "X" in the top right-hand corner. Haha! But here we are...Me, my husband and 2 girls. Yea, 2 girls right now because the oldest has decided she doesn't like me anymore and has moved in with her dad. He and I are both 35 ,well I will be in about a month, and our girls are 14 and 16. My youngest daughter is by my second husband, who is a complete idiot.
Jorge, my husband, is the shift manager at a restaraunt and I'm THE accounts receivables person for a blown up mom 'n pop company. With a combined income of about $40,000.00/year, which includes child support, we are at the bottom of the middle-class bracket. We get no government help of any kind, which means we have no insurance, of course. How the hell are we supposed to pay ridiculous prices for insurance and still feed our kids? It's a question that is becoming more and more serious, the older we get.
But the reason I'm here is to just have an outlet to speak my mind, a place to share my thoughts on things I use everyday, places I go, cool shit to do on a budget and maybe meet a few cool people along the way.
Right now, I've got to figure this stuff out!
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