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Click hereIn time I began to realize I had nothing to fear from Abby's past. She was mine and she never gave me any reason to doubt her.
She married a fucking LAWYER and is upset he's trying to make partner? Is she retarded or something?
I enjoyed it for what you offered. It was really short but I suppose that was your intent. A longer version would have been a 5*.
"Responsive to her needs." I've only read the first paragraph, and I think I will stop here. A woman's "needs" are vast and ever expanding. It took me maybe two months of marriage to realize my wife had two overwhelming "needs": a "need" for me to completely focus on my career so I could rapidly gain promotions to feed her insatiable "need" for my money and the social status it brought; and the absolutely diametrically opposite "need" for me to be absolutely focused on catering to every swing in her emotions, so that if she saw a cute dog in a commercial while she sat on her ass watching T.V., she could call me at work and I'd drop everything, even if I was in a staff meeting, to rush home and hug her. If I didn't rush home, she would scream about how I obviously didn't love her enough to meet her emotional "needs." If I did come home, say for lunch, she would scream at me for not being at work meeting her "need" for more of my money.
So, fuck you and your needs.
And yes, that is what I told her. Then I told her to get off her ass and get a job. Then I told her to stop acting like a ten year old girl. At that point I asked her if she intended to start shaking her fists and stamping her little feet like the little baby she was. Although she said, "No," she admitted years later that she actually had intended to start stamping her feet. Then I told her to grow up.
So, fuck you and your needs. And fuck Abby and her needs. I'll be moving on to a less childish story. One last question, coming from a man who had to raise three children: a wife, a son, and a daughter; have women always been this childish or is the lack of maturity something that only began in the 1970s?
@Onethird, do you mean RAAC or Reconciliation? They are different. A reconciliation starts with the offense not being to brutal or cruel. It's nearly impossible to come back from those. It continues with TRUE contrition and acts of recompense. RAAC, meaning Reconciliation At Any/All Cost, means that no matter what the cheater did, no matter what he/she does, they get taken back. I lean to the BTB side, though I prefer to call it Consequences, because the cheating might lead to a simple divorce, which isn't BTB, but I have no problem with a reconciliation if I feel that it is earned.