Just because you love God doesn't mean you are not capable of infidelity or adultery. Sexual urge is a dangerous thing, it is a fire that can awaken your flesh and silence your spirit. It can easily cancel all the years of character-building you have been doing.
It was a good thing my husband liked tanlines. As I basked in the sun Nicky turned the lawnmower around, and I stole a glance of his tight behind. I noticed his body was beginning to develop, and admired his athletic build.
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I don't even know what you'd call it—a sixth sense, a little voice, a certain gut feeling—but every man has a special, indefinable intuition about the unspoken matters of the heart. I first noticed mine when I was a teenager. Sometimes it's vague, other times it's a sensation you feel right in your core, but whatever it is, I always pay it heed, and it's never steered me wrong. And ever since that little blond hottie moved in down the street, my man's intuition's been going off like crazy.
By Caleb Pershan. Not until a month into our neighbors-with-benefits relationship, while sitting on our shared stoop, did she tell me about her husband and their recent split. Jessie was older and generally wiser than I was.
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Making your way through this cruel, confounding, ever-changing world is difficult. Potential for pain, embarrassment, and heartbreak lurks around every corner. It's hard to do it on your own, and sometimes you need a fresh perspective.
Generally, noisy neighbors are a pain in the ass, but just occasionally their noise can present a bit of amusing light relief from the mundaneness of your own life and provide you with an amusing anecdote for months to come. At least that's what Stacey Ritzena Philadelphia resident discovered this week when she was working from home. Stacey, who is a blogger for Uproxxwas tap-tap-tapping away on her laptop when she heard strange noises coming through her wall.
He looks, and hangs out with other Hispanic immigrants that throng the streets of my town lately. As I stand in my porch, sipping a big cup of my late morning coffee, he stares at me insolently. He does not peek a look the way most stranger would.