etiennecharles
Etienne Charles
etiennecharles

I hope you can help. I am a married woman in my thirties in an incredibly happy marriage. Sex is infrequent though. First off, I was sexually assaulted in my 20s and even though I got therapy I still distance myself mentally during sex. I want to get wild and down and dirty. My husband is open and accepting. I just

I'm sorry, were you talking to me? I was looking at pictures of shoes on Pinterest. You know. Where ladies go. For their lady interests.

At first I thought you were talking about this Rafi:

Those working on the fund are doing good work. I hope this event does not deter them in any way. I would say the same thing for those asking for help. I hope that this does not intimidate anyone to the point where they are afraid to ask for help when they need it.

And then they waited outside the bed chamber until the blood stained sheets were produced.

THERE WILL BE MAYHEM IN THE STREETS.

HE IS SO BORING. BRING BACK BACHELOR PAD/IN PARADISE.

It's almost like women are diverse and have, as a group, an infinite variety of feelings and opinions! Why is that so tough for some people to swallow?

I think that this is one of the strangest (albeit perhaps inevitable?) outcomes of widely available contraception and the notion that parenthood can be a choice, rather than a religious or societal duty. My grandparents' generation seems so different. I remember my dad talking about how nobody used to talk about how

I always think that people who want 1500 word articles written about them in the newspaper don't care about what other people think.

When I saw "Riff Raff", my brain first went to:

Arby's has topped itself in meatiocrity.

Ima scale that Mountain.

"the meat mountain" sounds like what Cosmo would playfully call a sex act in one of their articles. Hot.

A Roman walks into a bar and asks for a Martinus.

To be fair, it was only served during their Pol Potluck night.

Speaking from experiencing the Army myself and dating an Airman, the AF gets a lot of shit the other branches don't, at least not the Army. Before my unit's first deployment to Ramadi (I was 19), I recall being told not to "blow my money on stupid shit"; that's the extent of the money management training we received.

How do I star this more?

My big issue...simple.....they should pay your husband enough to feed his family. He puts his safety on the line for us. Its the least we can do! Thank you to you, your family and your husband. Now America lets get to work and make sure that this family is provided for.