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Epidemic


His eyes were his disguise because otherwise he was jus lik other guys but to her surprise..they were his two biggest lies and in hers she could not see, him for what he’d turn out to be so she placed her hand in his, they were together side by side he took on a stride and she basked in it with pride..but why?? cause at the time he showed up at her doorstep and not a moment too late he was the bait nothin short of the perfect mate poor shawty mistook this coincidence for fate and never the less she was phat to death and upon request he could make her cum so she never left it was the perfect accommodation to both their situations because she, was so obedient, yet she found him so lenient, but what she never seen in it was that he viewed her as convenient, but she was open only for him yet he still wanted to roame, but at night couldn’t fade alone so he chilled on her sofa and kicked his feet up and made himself at home now she’s confused..she said “you’re here every night we hug, screw, and kiss, i’m cookin and cleanin, but you still haven’t claimed me, where we goin with all of this?” He jumped all defensive “why you gotta be talkin all bridal, actin all suicidal, why you just can’t have fun like i do, i mean why confuse this thing with a title?” she thought “maybe he’s right i wont put up a fight i’d rather deal with this than deal with lonely every night.” she only gave herself to him and because there were no to others and she trusted him so much she let him hit it without rubbers and unfortunately although she knew she’d never be his wife he gave her in exchange a disease she’ll have for the rest of her life and when she confronted him about it he said he never saw it comin “how could you blame me for all this, you know you never were my woman.” so now his eyes shes grown to despise although they were once filled with desire but now if they were to meet with hers would most likely both catch afire and i know sometimes at home she thinks shes on her own but sadly it’s so very common she doesn’t battle this alone..there are plenty others cause sadly men like this birth kids whose fathers did this to their mothers and so these kids grow up to witness this and is what they mimic and so its spreading rather quickly and has become this epidemic.
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