Married Stories

I'm in an introverted prison You never seem to speak I need to make a decisionOur situation is quite bleak If I don't talk, there's no wordsHow do I live like thisNothing to look towardsWith you, I don't really exist Everybody talks, why don't youI can't stand this anymoreI don't even want toLoving you is a chore I dream of walking out of hereRunning so far awayLooking at a new atmosphereEnjoying a brand new day In my wor...

“A married man?” my sister asked. “Yes, a married man.” “Why a married man?” my nosey sister asked. “The married ones are the best.” I told her. “I suppose so, they usually have some don’t they?” she persisted. “Yes, usually they do.” I replied. Sister sighed, “It’s going to be hard keeping this a secret from that husband of yours. He’ll be upset you didn’t want him.” “He’ll find out eventually. Someone will open their bi...

It wasn’t exactly a festive Saturday evening for Ben and Ellen Garner. He needed to pick up medicine for his wife, who was suffering from a nasty cough, fever, and runny nose. Ben wasn’t feeling so hot either. The couple, originally from sticky, humid South Florida, recently moved to the cool, rural confines of Wakefield, North Carolina, an hour’s drive east of Asheville. Apparently all that fresh mountain air wasn’t agre...

Bored, Suburban Style Lucy was so bored. Every morning, she got up at 6:30 sharp when the alarm went off. Then she padded out to the kitchen on the freezing cold parkay floor to make her husband Jerry a cup of strong coffee. She also refilled Tootsie Roll the cat's dry kibble bowl and gave him fresh water. (Tootsie Roll was named by Lucy's seven year old daughter Minnie.) After that, she padded back into the small bedroom...

Every night I walk into my house He attacks me with his fearless paws And those fierce teeth He scratches my flesh and he barks vulgar words I see wickedness in his eyes When he has done Trampling on my lifeless body He sticks out his tongue to show victory This is rather a weakness I am there Bare Crying Tears flows down my cheeks I rise in my bed He is there too I married an animal My husband behaves Just like a Dog. Ch...

The first time I saw his handI thought " oh how sexy is he!" They are strong and largeBut delicate with me The hand on the small of my backGuiding me through a door,Dwarfing mine in his This man I adore His fingers brush a hair from my faceOr hands hold me tightHis hands so sexyMake me feel just right Warm and secureLoved and wantedProtective and needing No longer haunted Long fingers, strong handsThis man of mine does br...