Posts Tagged ‘sex’
I just had to have a Man Part 1 by Mimi
THE BLACKBERRY BLUES I will never forget the time I visited my good friend, Brian, in Los Angeles. The plane ride was surreal. From the sky, the rolling brown snow covered hills of California looked like gigantic scoops of chocolate ice cream sprinkled with white powder across the top. I had never been to the…
Read MoreSingle, Saved and Dating by Elaine Broaster-White
From the time I rededicated my life to Christ in 2004 up until 2008, I struggled with fornication and pre-marital sex. I found myself on a number of occasions going back on my word to God that I would never do it again until I was married. It was a constant battle that I wasn’t…
Read MoreWRIT…ING FOR “THE KING”
WRIT…ING FOR “THE KING” BY KELLY D. EGAN BREAKING…BLEEDING…LOVING…FIGHTING… FORGETTING…REMEMBERING…WINNING…LOSING… SCREAMING…FEARING…RUNNING…SOBBING REMINDING…BLINDING…SUFFOCATING…HIDING.. NEEDING…SAVING… SLEEPING…SPEEDING…DRINKING…DRUGGING… CLINGING…STARVING…DEBATING…WAITING… LAUGHING…HURTING…HATING…DROWNING… CRYING…TRYING…MOVING…STAYING… OWING…PAYING….BREATHING…DYING… RESTING…WAITING… RIDING…DRIVING…STOPPING…CONTINUING… HANGING…STRAYING…STANDING…REMAINING… PRAISING…SINGING…DANCING…PLAYING… RELAPSING…REGRETTING…FALLING…LEANING… CURSING…BLESSING…GETTING….GIVING… DOUBTING….BELIEVING… TIMING…COUNTING…LEARNING…TEACHING… SPEAKING…LISTENING…CONFUSING…THINKING… RISING…SINKING…BURYING…UNCONVERING… DESTROYING…BUILDING…PROTECTING…DEFENDING… GROWING…RELEASING…MATURING…CLIMBING… ASKING…RECEIVING… ACHING…MISSING…NEEDING…RETURNING…. CALLING…BEGGING…PLEADING…EXPLAINING… SEARCHING…VISITING…LEAVING…ARRIVING… OPENING…CLOSING…HEALING…RECOVERING… CONFESSING…QUESTIONING…GRASPING…FEELING… SEEING…SMILING… RENEWING…GAINING…TURNING…FACING… READING…ADMITTING…SEEKING…FINDING… CARING…ABIDING…HUMBLING…SHARING… DREAMING…REVEALING…LEADING…FOLLOWING… PROMISING…UPLIFTING….…
Read MoreA Woman on the Verge Part 1 by Devon Greene
Prologue “Jaya, are you sure you want to do this?” my soon to be mother-in-law, Ms. Glenda asked folding her hands in front of her on the kitchen table. I leaned forward in my chair, tilting my head slightly and asked, “Do what?” Ms. Glenda’s eyes narrowed as she leaned in closer. “Get married.” “Of…
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