When I told my friend about the issues between my husband and me, she offered me some help.
“Hey, so are you ready?” my thirty-five year old slutty friend, Stacey, asked me over the phone. “I’m not sure, Stacey,” I replied, even though I was totally ready in my yellow dress with no panties, as Stacey had told me. “Listen to me, I have spent a full hour explaining everything to you over the phone, now don’t even think about stepping back,” Stacey threatened me. Yesterday...Read On