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Little Red Corvette
Posted:Oct 18, 2019 7:14 pm
Last Updated:Oct 19, 2019 1:19 pm
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This blog isn’t from my past but from the present. I have nothing better on this Friday night. Soooo here it goes....

I ran across his profile a few ago and it was very detailed about him and what he was looking for. Not the average liner of “ looking for a hook up” so many people use. I mean it was it was very specific of what he was looking for and what he wasn’t. I was intrigued so I sent him a message. If my mind serves me correctly we chatted and had plans meet up but didn’t because he had car trouble. I’m not sure what happened after that. I think I ghosted him.

Rewind a year before that I had put on some lbs with my pregnancies and I was over it. I had do something and I foolishly reached Starboy. I hadn’t seen him in and I met up with him and he hadn’t changed a bit physically. He’s a bit of a health nut and in great shape. I was embarrassed that I had let myself go and he gave me the confidence that I needed get the weight off if I wanted .

I sat out on my journey get it off and started my diet and the weight came off. It took a year to get to my goal and I started to feel comfortable in my skin again. That’s when I messaged Doc the first time. I was also fucking Starboy probably once month and didn’t follow through with anyone that wanted meet from MenNation.com. I hadn’t stepped of my marriage before Starboy. But I was bored with the sex and he gave me what I needed. Some shit happened and I learned he hadn’t changed. He’s just pure evil! I’m going to leave it at that.

Fast forward to this year. Marriage sex was still boring and routine so I went looking for someone could fulfill that need. Every time I logged into MenNation.com I saw his profile and so I messaged him again. We chatted and made plans to meet up again. This time I went. Now I had never gone to anyone’s home before this. I used the site years ago but they always came to my place because weellllll I knew where my gun was if I needed it. Let’s just say I was pleasantly surprised. The yard looked liked something of Homes and Garden magazine . I was a bit nervous but once I entered his home..... I don’t remember how it went down but it went down.

After we fucked I remember he said, “you know you just fucked a Clemson fan?” What are you talking about? Oh my Bama shirt! I should’ve known he was gonna be trouble from then. But I wanted more so I went back again a few weeks later. His cock is huge.... and it feels . After another pounding I looked at him and said “I don’t know your name.” He told me he didn’t know mine either. Guess we skipped that part the first time. He’d much rather make a dig at my love for the Crimson Tide.

A couple weeks later I messaged him again wanting more and of course being the southern gentleman he is, obliged my request. Each time I went see him I got know him. I then discovered his blog on here ( If you haven’t read it go check it ) and got know him a little more. I knew he was smart (smartass more like it) but his ability write is like reading a published New York top seller. Some he’d told me about and some things I was learning about. Hell I'm still learning. I thought I had read it all but found some I hadn’t. Is there anything this guy isn’t good at? He’s educated, sexy AF, he can cook (so he says), his yard is pristine, his home is not a mess AND he can fuck!

We’ve been fucking for quite sometime now and I’ve let my feelings get involved. I tried not but shit happens. I care about the shit talker. I don’t know why one of his many lovers hadn’t married him up yet. FOOLS they’re all fools. I mean I’m glad they haven’t because he wouldn’t have came into my life. But that’s me being selfish. I want his cock all to myself. I know he’s making the best of his single life. I’ve read about them. Makes me a bit jealous.

I know I can’t keep him as my sex slave and I know I’m not the only he’s captivated from here. Yes the sex is amazing but he’s just an amazing human being. It’s gonna suck when he finds someone build his life with. He’s made it very clear that he will be faithful and that means I gotta go. Well the sex has go. I hope that we can always remain friends......

With benefits. After all he’s getting me a Lamborghini, a Crimson . I promise I won’t drive on the grass when I drive it over. 😁😁😁😁 I adore ya, Doc! Even if Bama loses (they’re not) but if do, I’ll still have love you.
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The Gambler
Posted:Oct 14, 2019 2:21 pm
Last Updated:Oct 16, 2019 1:06 pm
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Ah, Mr. Smith, he was a dirty . He was a professional poker player and quite good it too. I mentioned in my last blog about my friend who thought she’d never find love again. She was on (very popular the time) Plenty of fish, more like plenty of ass. But she figured I needed to have too. I really didn’t want one. I wasn’t looking for anything other than a hookup. This was around the same time I discovered MenNation.com. So the POF site was a perfect way to conceal my inter whoreness. That way if anyone ever questioned how we met I would be like POF. Though I’m not one to care what others think, it just worked.

Mr. Smith and I exchanged a few emails and he seemed cool, I was into it. So he finally came over on a random weeknight and I had a couple of my girls over enjoying a few beers on the patio. I guess he heard us outside and came beebopping around the corner and introduced hisself and he had brought a bottle of whiskey. Now I have to working the next morning and so did my girls. But like I said he’s a gambler so he doesn’t work a conventional work schedule.

He offers us some whiskey and of course here we all are doing shots. I got a little inebriated. Both of my friends excused theirselves from the gathering and went home. So it’s just me and him and I’m drunk (per usual).

The cool night breeze felt great and we decided to walk around the complex. There was picnic table and we decided to sit down and talk about god knows what. Nether one of us is shy. So I was very comfortable and the conversation just flowed. He was easy on the eyes too. Out of nowhere he leaned over and kissed me. Imma get into some trouble with this gambler!

We then discovered that we both were out of beer and needed to go to my place to get more. Once we walked in and he shut the door, it was on! Like he pushed me against the door and his tongue was down my throat and his hands were down my pants. My shirt went flying, then my bra. He told me to get on my knees (which I don’t really like when they demand it) and suck his cock. He held my hair and watched as I slurped and sucked his cock! It was one of those sloppy blow jobs and he loved it!

We made our way over to the couch and he wanted me sitting up with my legs spread and him on his knees to eat my pussy like it was supper time. YES SIR! Now not all men know how to eat pussy but he needed no lessons. He wanted me to in his mouth and I did! Probably the best oral I’ve ever had. So far he exceeded all my expectations. So I was ready to see how good he was with his cock.

When I say he was a dirty I mean some of the things that came of his mouth was dirty AF! I loved it. I love dirty talk while I’m being fucked. He wasn’t huge but he knew how to work that cock and I was very impressed. After we both go off. He put his clothes on, grabbed his whiskey and gave a peck and thanked .

We hooked up quite a few times after that. He would and tell to leave my door unlocked because he was coming over when he got done playing cards. That was fun. To be waken up by that tongue of his eating my pussy. He became a good friend and even helped me pack up my apartment when I moved. After I moved when lost touch and I haven’t heard from him since. Total sweetheart and a great fuck!
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Cuz we like to PARTY!
Posted:Sep 24, 2019 2:13 pm
Last Updated:Oct 14, 2019 4:46 pm
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I was finally single and ready to mothafucken mingle! I even moved to the other side of town into a 1 bedroom apartment. I had also gotten a new job. It was the change I needed. Now there are good things and bad things about living in an apartment. The amenities were nice. I could see the pool from my apartment and was excited for the summer to come. One of the best summers of my 20’s.

Every Friday around 6 my girls would come over and we’d get ready and the night life downtown. Two of them had fresh divorces and one thought she was never gonna find someone to settle down with. I was the only one that had never been married or that didn’t have . That’s why they came to my place.

A friend had given me a bottle of Patron Silver as a gift for my new lease on life. It’s Friday night, my girls a there and the music was up and it’s time to break the tequila. We get all glammed and a good buzz and head down town. There are serval bars and clubs downtown and we was good friends with one of the security guys and didn’t have to any cover one of the clubs. That’s where we always started. One of the bartenders was a really good friend of mine so we’d go get a drink from him. He always hooked it up on the mixed drinks.

I don’t remember if the was a band playing that night or not. In fact I don’t remember a lot of what happened that night. Now, I’m no stranger to getting drunk and I don’t ever or had never blacked where I didn’t remember. Thank god I had my girls with me.

The drinks are flowing and I’m sure we were shaking our tail feathers to whatever was playing. Here’s what I do remember.....

I was beyond drunk and was sitting at the bar talking to one of the security guys (not my friend). Apparently we had a nice conversation before my friends found me and was ready to go. The club/bar was closing and we headed back to my place. Two of my friends went home to their place and one stayed the night at mine.

We get back to my place and there was a knock on the door, it’s the security guy that I’d been talking to. How’d he know where I lived? Ummmm apparently I told him and my girl friend knew that he was coming over. I don’t think my girl friend or the security guy knew how fucked up I was that night. So he comes in and sits on the couch and we are talking and I’m trying to remember the conversation at the bar. I had no clue what I had told this guy. But he was ! I’m talking about Magic Mike hawt!

My girlfriend was hungry and I didn’t have much to eat so she was gonna get some eggs, bacon, sausage and biscuits from the 24 hour grocery store that was a couple of blocks away. Me and hottie are left alone and I guess we decided we needed to shower so we did. When I say this man was hot I mean damn. I very vividly remember this part of that night. The sex in the shower was intense. He was cut, ripped, hung and knew his was around a woman’s body. After the shower the smell of bacon filled the air and we had worked up an appetite. My girl was in the kitchen whipping it up and singing like she had just been fucked.

Now Mr. Security didn’t bring extra clothes (guess he hadn’t planned on showering at my place) so his boxer was all he was wearing. My girl had to pick her jaw off the ground and almost burned the biscuits admiring that bod! After we ate me and the Mr. Security headed to my bedroom for round two. Mind blowing sex! From the way he licked and sucked my pussy to the way he worked that cock deep in me while fondling my breast. He was porn star status and I his very willing co-star.

The sun was coming up and he had to get home and get some rest (he wasn’t gonna get that as long as he stayed at my place. My sex drive is already and my pussy got soaked just from looking him. He left and I got some sleep. When I woke up I thought it was all a dream. It was not.

Over the next week we texted and I was still in disbelief that night even happened. I found his name was David and he worked 2nd shift his normal job and worked security on his off days. He was recently divorced because his wife was having an affair..... WHAT? WHY?

We had talk about the night we met and I for sure wanted to see/fuck him again. He worked so much it was hard for him to find time come over. I saw him at the club a couple times but he was too tired to come back to my place. I wanted to fuck him again.... god I wanted to fuck him just one more time! Be careful what you wish for.

It’s the 4th of July and he’s off from both jobs which is rare so he comes over. As soon as he sits on the couch, I’m in his lap. We talked for a bit and I rubbed every muscle in his upper body. I think he wiped the drool off my mouth a couple times. My pussy was dripping and I was ready to get him naked. We headed back to the bedroom and I quickly ripped of his clothes. My my my..... damn it . I am horny AF! We are making and all the foreplay stuff. I’m ready for him to fuck my brains and he can’t keep it hard. WHAT. THE. FUCK! WHYYYYY? He gives up and puts his clothes back in and leaves. He was embarrassed. I was sad. I had missed the fireworks outside because I thought I’d see them in the bedroom. Now I know why his wife was having an affair. I mean if he has problems keeping his dick hard! I don’t know if that’s why she had an affair that was just my guess.

I thought I’d never hear from him again but a couple months later after his shift he wanted to come over and have a beer. He was kinda drunk when he showed up. I guess he wanted to try and redeem hisself. We went to the bedroom and he didn’t disappoint. He tore the pussy up! He fucked me hard. It was good. But it wasn’t like the first night. And as pretty as he was to , I didn’t want to see him again. I was afraid if I fucked him again he’d get stage fright again and I wasn’t going through that shit again. That was horrible! I was gonna take that last memory of the good sex and just let it be.
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Where do broken hearts go
Posted:Sep 20, 2019 10:18 pm
Last Updated:Oct 9, 2019 1:35 pm
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Good question! Where do they go? After I broke Will’s heart to go back to what I wanted only for it to blow up in my face, again, I decided to just be single for a while. It had been a very long time and I was young and I knew I could stand on my own two feet by myself. But that didn’t last long. That’s right, I had reached out to Will after the Starboy explosion and he was right there to pick up the pieces, again.

I knew how much he cared about me and I spent the next 5 years trying to convince myself that I was in love with him. Don’t get me wrong, I loved him but not the way he loved me. It makes my upset to think of all the bullshit I put him through trying to A. get over Starboy and B. make him happy. 5 years is long time and I was hurting both of us.

He dealt with my addiction to prescription pills, the loss of a parent and a lot of just craziness. No matter what I did or how much I pushed him away, he was always there. I often wondered why he never proposed. I guess he knew deep down that I wasn’t the one for him and that’s my fault. I did love him I just wasn’t in love with him.

We lived together for most of those 5 years and the night I ended it all, I made it out to be his fault. He had lied to me and I caught him. I told him to get the fuck out! I wasn’t going to deal with that. Yeah, a little narcissistic but it was a big one and could’ve have landed him in prison. I could have and should have handled it different but I saw a way out and I took it. It was over.and I was finally single. I’ll dive into some of those stories later- “the single days”.

Will and I lost contact. He was free to find some who deserved him and that treated him like he treated me. That’s all I wanted for him. Until I found out he got married. I know, crazy.... that’s what I wanted for him to be happy.

I guess it was a couple years after the split is when social media started getting popular. I had joined to Facebook bandwagon and well he added as his friend. It was good hear from him and I was living life and enjoying it for the most part. Good job, roof over my head, car to drive and some good partying friends. One random night he asked he if could come see me. I was plastered and was like sure, why not. 20 minutes later he was knocking on my door. It was late and he knew right away I was drunk. He used that to his advantage and we ended up fucking that night. I like sex.... hence why I’m on MenNation.com!

After all that, we kept in touch. We didn’t talk everyday but I just couldn’t see myself without him in my life. He had moved on and we were simply friends. After everything I put him through he still wanted to be my friend and I could give him that.

He’s living his life and I’m living mine and his birthday rolls around and I call him to wish him a happy birthday and he invites me over. Once again I’m drunk and my girlfriend says she would drop me off at his place if that’s where I wanted to go. She dropped me off and left. I have no car (I didn’t need to drive nor would he let me) so looks like I’m spending the night with him. Whhhyyyy! Drunk!

I didn’t fuck him that night and the next morning he was mad about it. I mean how dare I call and wish him a happy birthday and then spend the night with him DRUNK and NOT fuck him. I still don’t know why I didn’t either. He took me home and I didn’t hear from him for a couple of months.

One night after work I went to a bar and got deep into a conversation with a friend of a friend. Didn’t really know him but I was caught up in some shit (that’s another blog) and he knew two of the people that were involved. That bar closed and the only other place that was open and still serving beer was the strip club and so we took our conversation there. I never knew that cops got in free at the strip club. They do or at least he did.

So we are deep into this convo and my phone rings, it’s Will. He wants me to come to where he is. I explain that I’m at the strip club and I didn’t drive and if he really wanted to see me he’d come there. He was beyond drunk. He too was at a strip club on the other side of town and didn’t have his car (not that he should’ve been driving). He wanted me to come there and it just wasn’t happening.

I found out later that he was having HIS bachelor party and the next day he had gotten married. I guess that’s why he didn’t answer his phone the next day. But it didn’t make sense to me. It was just a couple of months after his birthday that I had spent with him. I didn’t even know he had a girlfriend let alone getting married. Why the fuck did he call me and was very adamant about seeing me the night before.

Turns out he wanted to make sure he was doing the right thing. He told me that things moved fast and he would be 30 soon and thought he had to get get married. So he did.

Now I was not far from getting married myself when I found out he had gotten married. I was pregnant with my first and engaged to my now husband. But I was sad. I was happy for him but I was sad because it wasn’t me that he wanted. After all he never proposed to me. The thought of us getting me married was never even talked about through out our whole relationship. Why was he in such a hurry to marry this bitch? They just recently had a baby. So it wasn’t because she was pregnant.

I waited awhile before I reach out to congratulate him on getting married. I was a little nervous but I did. Once again he was very happy to hear from me. To this day we still keep in touch. We’ve met up a few times to bitch about being married and our lives now. It’s always good to see him and talk about the fun times we had. I’ve apologized for everything and of coarse being the great guy he is still tells he loves me no matter what.
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Fun Facts about ME!
Posted:Aug 11, 2019 11:02 am
Last Updated:Sep 19, 2019 4:09 pm
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And these are in no particular order

I’m not clingy and don’t like people are.
If you tell me when your birthday is, I’ll never forget it.
I get jealous.
I won’t lie to you, so don’t lie to me.
I love reality T.V.
I’m a city girl rolled into a country gal.
I am LOUD.
I am affectionate.
I’m not a touchy/feely person unless I really like you.
I can keep a secret. Some I’ll take to my grave.
I’m an open book on my life.
Confidence is very sexy!
I like to spend . Can’t take it with you.
I set goals and achieve them or try to.
I’m a social butterfly.
I cuss like a sailor.
I don’t sugarcoat things.
Fall is my favorite part of the year (college football).
If we fuck a kiss bye when I leave is a must.
My sex drive is extremely .
I love porn.
I think a guy bends down to kiss me is the sexist thing and one of my biggest turn on’s.
I love when a guy whispers dirty talk in my ear especially while you’re me.
DO NOT TOUCH MY FEET!
Leave a hand print if you smack my ass when you hit it from the back!
I like to teased in the bedroom or where ever we fuck.
Kissing is my BIGGEST turn on.
I like being complimented.
If I compliment you, I mean it.
I wear my emotions on my sleeve. Don't with them!
A end purse is my favorite accessory.
If you want to know something, ask me!
I HATE bugs of all kind!
I talk too much.
I don’t make promises I can’t keep,I’ll expect the same from you.
I like giving .
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River
Posted:Jul 14, 2019 12:57 pm
Last Updated:Jul 14, 2019 5:26 pm
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Have you ever heard a song and it just brought tears your eyes? Well Eminem’s collab with Ed Sheeran did just that . I remember the first time I heard it. I was taking my and it was on the radio and I thought the chorus was very catchy. I’m a fan of both of them. When I got home I searched it on YouTube and listened the lyrics. It me like a ton of bricks! Not something I was expecting. Not from Em at least.

If you know anything about Marshall Mathers, you know he’s a lyrical genius. He’s caused a lot of controversy with his music but, what great rapper hasn’t? But River, it was like hearing mine and Starboy’s relationship . Killing me softly, If you will!

From the opening chorus from Ed talking about being a liar and a thief the names used by Em. It was exactly what I was going through at very moment in life and my fucked up relationship with Starboy I just couldn’t escape! From the beginning of the song till the end. And each verse, every bar was almost verbatim of the last 2 decades.

I’ll get back the story of my very fucked journey of why I’m here on MenNation.com. Not to say it hasn’t been fun, oh you bet your sweet ass I’ve had a ton of fun getting to this point. It’s been an emotional rollercoaster. That’s life, everyone I know of least. We have all seen the good, bad and evil that life can throw at us. It’s all in how you handle the situation is what defines you as a person.

I remember FaceTiming one of my best friends with puffy eyes and snot running of my nose and saying, “listen this shit!” They too were like ’s some deep shit. It was. I so wish I could get into details of the song and relation to the relationship so my readers can be like.... this knows Eminem. He wrote a song about it. For those don’t know it I’ll the lyrics here for you and go check it . It’s just fucking crazy how much it correlates my life and that particular FUCKED UP relationship!

[Ed Sheeran:]
I've been a liar, been a thief
Been a lover, been a cheat
All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me
Well, little , I don't want admit something
If all it's gonna cause is pain
Truth and my lies right now are falling like the rain
So let the river run

[Eminem:]
He's comin' home with his neck scratched, catch flack
Sweat jackets and dress slacks, mismatched
On his breath's Jack, he's a sex addict
And she just wants exact revenge and get back
It's a chess match, she's on his back like a jet-pack
She's kept track of all his Internet chats
And guess just happens be movin' on the next
, just shit on my last chick and she has what my ex lacks
'Cause she loves danger, psychopath
And you don't fuck with no man's , even I know
But she's devised some plan stab him in the back
Knife in hand, says their relationship's hangin' by a strand
So she's been on the web lately
Says maybe she'll be my Gwen Stacy, spite her man
And I know she's using me try him, I don't care
Hi Suzanne, but I shoulda said "Bye Suzanne"
After the first night, but tonight I am

[Ed Sheeran:]
I've been a liar, been a thief
Been a lover, been a cheat
All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me
Well, little , I don't want admit something
If all it's gonna cause is pain
The truth and my lies now are falling like the rain
So let the river run

[Eminem:]
-night stand, turned a -night stand
It was "come sunlight, scram," now we hug tight, and...

He found , now she feels deserted and used
'Cause he left, so what? He did it first her too
Now how am I supposed to tell this 're through?
It's hard find the words, I'm aloof, nervous, and Sue
Don't want this hurt, but what you deserve is the truth
Don't take it personal, I just can't say this in person you
So I revert the studio, like hole-in-the-wall diners
Don't have be reserved in a booth
I just feel like the person I'm turning into's
Irreversible, I preyed on you like it's church at the pew
And now I got you I don't want you
Took advantage in my thirst to pursue
Why do I do this dirt I do?
Get on my soapbox and preach, my sermon and speech
Detergent and bleach is burnin' the wound
'Cause now with her in the womb
can't bring her in this world, shoulda knew
To use protection 'fore I bit into your forbidden fruit
Fuck!

[Ed Sheeran:]
I've been a liar, been a thief
Been a lover, been a cheat
All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me
Well, little , I don't want admit something
If all it's gonna cause is pain
The truth and my lies now are falling like the rain
So let the river run

[Eminem (Ed Sheeran):]
My 's (ooh), my 's (ooh)
River (ooh), river run
me (ooh), me (ooh)
River (ooh), 'll let the river run

[Eminem:]
Always the bridesmaid, never “The bride, hey!”
Fuck can I say? If life was a highway
And deceit was an enclave, I'd be swerving in lanes
Speeds a , like I'm slidin' on ice, maybe
's why I may have came you sideways
I can't keep my lies straight
But I made you terminate my baby
This love triangle left us in a wreck, tangled
What else can I say? It was fun for a while
Bet I woulda loved your smile
Didn't wanna abort, but fuck it
What's more lie, tell our unborn ?

[Ed Sheeran (Eminem):]
I've been a liar, been a thief
Been a lover, been a cheat
All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me
Well, little (I'm sorry)
I don't want admit something (I fucked )
If all it's gonna cause is pain
The truth and my lies now are falling like the rain
So let the river run
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In too deep
Posted:Jul 8, 2019 5:49 pm
Last Updated:Sep 20, 2019 10:53 pm
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Now if you read the last two blogs, you know how it started and how it ended, the first time. Well after I had found the emails from his future fiancé, I was broken. Yes I know he’s married and didn’t really belong , but in my mind he did. I was obsessed with him. The sex was amazing and I was in love. However my college buddies had my back after I found that he was adding players his team.

Every Thursday night after there were a few of us that went for drinks. We went the same place and sat at the same table and had the same server that waited on us. Like I mentioned before two of them knew about Starboy. Well the ones who went for drinks knew I was upset and so they were let in on what was going on. I wasn’t the bubbly talkative person they knew me be. It was over anyway, so I thought.

The guy that always waited on us was cute and he always picked on me. So the “crew” thought he was into and that he shall be my new boo. No, no, no! It’s not happening. So my two girlfriends asked him every question the sun. Was he single? What were his goals in life? Where did he live? His phone number, for . NO! I don’t want see anyone. I didn’t want hurt his feelings so I just sat there with the WTF are y’all doing on my .

Well the more I drank the more I was open the idea of just going with him. So we exchanged numbers and a couple days later he called. He asked if I wanted go a movie. One of my co-workers was having a birthday party and I asked him if he wanted go it and he was game.

So he picked me up and off we go the party. We both said we wasn’t looking for anything serious and we would be just friends. I kinda explained what had happened with Starboy and he’d just gone through a bad breakup.

We get the party and I introduce him the few co-workers that were there. We grabbed a beer and found a table in the corner. The conversation just flowed. By the end of the night and lots of alcohol later he said he wanted see where this relationship went. What did I have lose.

We continue see each other and it got way more serious than I wanted. But shit happen and work sucked! I still had work with Starboy and that was hard. We fought all the time and it just sucked. I loved working there just not with him. So I didn’t want quit and I wasn't going let him get the best of .

Christmas was right around the corner and Will (my new boo) asked what I wanted for Christmas and I told him diamonds (I tell everyone that). I mean we hadn’t been dating that long and really didn’t expect anything from him. I hadn’t thought of getting him anything either. We haven’t even slept together. Most of our dates consisted of drinking beer and hanging with friends, mostly mine.

A couple days before Christmas he came over to my place and we watched a movie. When he went to leave, I walked him to the door and of his pocket he pulled a jewelry box. WTF is what my said. He handed it and said “Merry Christmas”. I opened it and it was a heart shaped diamond pendant. Why? He said, “you asked for diamonds.” I was joking!!!! I tell everyone that! Diamonds are expensive and it ls my way of saying don’t get me anything. And definitely not diamonds. I didn’t get him anything and felt like shit. He didn’t care. That’s when I knew he was more into this relationship more than I was.

My birthday was right around the corner and my friends threw me a party. It was fun but I got really drunk and passed really early. Will woke up and made sure I got home safe, tucked me into bed and went home. Now we are like 3-4 months in and he treated me like a queen. The best guy hands down that I ever dated! He was a keeper. I knew he was great guy and so did everyone else.

On my actual birthday, I went to work and there was a cake. How sweet are my co-workers? Nope, it was from Starboy along with a . I opened the and all I could see were the words, “ I’m sorry”! I tried hold back the tears but I couldn’t. I went and got myself together and I was going to thank him for the cake. He had left for the . I didn’t tell Will about the cake or the . Over the next couple of weeks Starboy was making an effort get back. He’s a smooth operator.

I didn’t want to hurt Will but I was right back in love with Starboy. And I began fucking him again. Will was totally oblivious to the whole thing. I didn’t want to break this guys heart. He’d been so good to . My friends loved him. So I continued date him while trying figure a way end things.

I had gotten really drunk one night and told a mutual friend of ours (someone I’d known for a long time and one of his co-workers) what was going on. I didn’t think he’d tell Will. He did and Will confronted me about it. He asked if I was fucking Starboy. I saw the hurt on his . And I’m not a liar, so I told him the truth. And told him that I didn’t want to see him anymore. My heat belonged to Starboy.

He leaned against my door and I saw the tears rolling down his cheeks. “Please don’t breakup with , please don’t!” He told me that he would forgive and we could get passed this. He didn’t want lose . He asked if that was the reason I wasn’t fucking him. It was. Some may think I’m a , but I really wasn’t. I never slept with Will. And that’s when I let the best guy walk away. And the first time I’d ever broken a heart. I was in too deep with Starboy.
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November Rain-part2
Posted:Jul 4, 2019 1:05 pm
Last Updated:Jul 5, 2019 7:14 am
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Once the fucking began, it was on! We fucked every chance we got. The work place, stadiums (that was fun), at a wedding, any and everywhere. I was hooked and head over heels in love with a man I had absolutely no business seeing. But I didn’t care. I didn’t see the big picture. Not for the next couple of years anyway.

I was in college and working full time so I was busy. When I wasn’t working or in school I was in a bar drinking my life away. Now fraternizing with the co-works was frowned upon and terms for termination and he was married so I didn’t talk to my co-workers about the affair. They all knew, it was obvious but it wasn’t up for discussion. And only a couple of my college buddies knew (I had to tell someone).

He consumed my every thought! Looking back it was a sick obsession. I had been in love before, so I knew I loved him. We’d been fucking for awhile now and the L word came up. He never told me he loved me. I had a rule, that after we fucked and he left, I got a kiss. That’s when I would tell him I loved him and he always responded with, “you too”. It made me mad. It was what it was. I never questioned why he didn’t use the word love.... I just went with what I got.

I went through a very big loss. The ONLY man that had NEVER disappointed me lost his very short battle with cancer. I was drinking a lot. And I was prescribed Xanax. But Starboy could’ve cared less. He wasn’t there and showed no emotion of what I was going through. That’s when I should’ve seen what a piece of shit he really was. How do you fucked someone for years and not show one ounce of giving a shit about what I had just gone through. I mean my HS sweetheart was front and center, my co-workers, my college friends, hell every the bartender at the bar we always went to showed his support by cutting me off after two beers.

One day he showed up to work and I noticed he wasn’t wearing his wedding band and I asked him why. He said he had lost it doing yard work. I wasn’t buying it. A friend of mine started dating his brother and I found out that he was getting a divorce. Why wouldn’t he tell me? I guess the same reason he told me that one random day that it was his last day there. Mind blown! I started questioning whether he even cared about me. I later found out I wasn’t the only one who was under his spell. In fact there where more than one! I confronted him with the info and he denied it. Of course, but I had proof! I had hacked his AOL and found emails from one of the girls. Another one contacted me because she wanted to know if I was still seeing him.

The divorce was final and there were no signs of the other women. We now could be open with our relationship and I stayed with him more than I stayed at my place. He had a roommate but he was weird and I rarely saw him.

He took a job that required him to travel quite a bit. One of the places was a couple of hours away and I went and stayed with him a few times. Well on one of those overnight visits I got my karma!

A chick from back home had came down at 5 in the morning banging on the door of the hotel. He got out of bed looked out the peep hole and got back into bed and acted like he had no clue who it was. Ok, so why didn’t you open the door and tell them they had the wrong room? Probably because she didn’t. He had to work that day and he showered and went to work. When he left he took off like a bat outta hell! He called me and said if there was a knock at the door not to answer it. She’d fallen asleep in her car.

Not ten minutes later there was a knock at the door. Of coarse I opened it up and invited her in. Who are you? Why are you here? She knew I was there, she saw my car. She said we need to talk. Now this is a new chick, not the ones that I had caught him with before. She had a bunch to tell me. They’d been seeing each other for the last two years! WHAT???? Oh, and he just had a with the chick from the emails. WOW! I believed her but I wanted to hear it for myself and I knew he wouldn’t tell me.

There was an old cell phone he left on the dresser in the hotel. I got the “ momma’s” number and called it from my cell. I got the voice and left her a message. She called me back and confirmed that not only did they have a together but the were engaged. This motherfucker! I was broken. I guess I should not have been shocked that he was seeing other people because after all he was married when he started seeing me. But how do you have a and not tell anyone????? HOW?!? And why did this chick know? Because she had showed up at the same hotel room while she was down there, pregnant.

My hurt quickly turned to anger and not even a Xanax was gonna calm me down. He had some very expensive stuff in the room and we had a couple of Smirnoff ice left from the night before. I took those out and hand one to the chick that was there and I had the other one. We shook them up and sprayed the entire room. The laptop, the cell phone, all of his clothes, everything was covered!

The momma called him and I soon got a call from him saying he was sending security to remove me and the other chick from his room. You dumb bastard, I’m already half way home! You go ahead and call whoever you want to! November th , the same date it all began five years ago, is where it ended for me. Sure some would say I got what I deserved, but this was just pure evil. I was done. Game over! I went through great measures to stay away from him. Even a restraint order was taken out when he tried to come crawling back. I was DONE!

And when your fears subside and shadows still remain
Oh, yeah
I know that you can love me when there’s no one left to blame
So never mind the darkness, we still can find a way
‘Cause nothing last forever
Even cold November rain!
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November Rain
Posted:Jul 2, 2019 6:01 pm
Last Updated:Jul 14, 2019 11:57 am
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November 11th, that’s the it all started and the it ended, the first time. He was an older guy and I’m not really sure when the infatuation started. I just know I had my eyes set on him and I wanted him. He was married, but I had heard stories of his unfaithfulness so I knew I had a shot. Savage, I know! But something about him drove me crazy. He was absolutely gorgeous!

We worked together so I saw him just about everyday. This is back in the AOL days and I don’t remember how it worked, but we were friends on there. I remember sending him a message and that’s when we started talking. Innocent at first, but he knew I wanted him. In fact I had gotten in trouble for asking another co-worker if he was a good fuck. Of course she went and told the boss and I got written up and explained that he was a married man and I didn’t want to open the can of worms. Hind sites 20/20!

So as the conversation on AOL went on, the deeper we got and it went right where I wanted. We talked for hours on AOL. And the next day at work was awkward. Sure it’s what I wanted but now here we and I have work with this dude with the conversation playing in my head. Now I really wanted him.

We flirted, but nothing too serious while on the clock. But every night when I got home and logged into AOL, he was there. The conversations were talk of “if” he wasn’t married the things we’d get into. Well the chick that ratted in me was moving of state (oh darn!) and was coming tell the staff (him) bye. She ALWAYS wore the same fucking clothes. I guess she thought that was her best outfit. But I had mention (we’ll him starboy, I’ll explain why in another blog) that she’d be wearing her best outfit. And we placed a $20 bet on it. He lost!

Now with her outta my hair, he was mine. A few days go by and once again we are in deep conversation on AOL. I was teasing him about the $20 he owed . He said meet me the spot. I knew where that was and so I got in my car and drove where he said meet him. HOLY FUCK, he’s there and waiting. He gets of his car and into mine. Where’s my ? He told he had it. Now I’m a talker, so I was just chatting about god knows what and out of the blue in leans over and kisses 😳! OMG by far the best kiss I’d ever had. I needed fresh panties!

Was that better than ? Ummmmm, well that was $3.00 worth. He smiled well how much was the bet for? 20 bucks, up! So he leaned back over and we made for a good 15-20 min. You’re up $10. $10 more go. He was game as Night Ranger’s Sister Christian played. My shirt came off and so did my bra. I was young and a full C- cup that were just full and perky. He was like WOW! Those are nice and his hands went straight for them and his mouth soon followed. His hands were down my pants...... THIS, THIS IS WHAT IVE BEEN WAITNG ON FOR MONTHS!

The kissing and fondling got intense. I went for his cock, it was rock hard. And he wanted a blow job, which I really hadn’t given many if any so I just went with it. Now of course I’m horny and I’m ready fuck his brains . NOPE, not happening. Not tonight, he said. The fuck!!!! I think I’ve off my debt and I’ve got get home, he said. I was soooo disappointed. I wanted it! I wanted him! But he got and drove off. I sat there take in what just went down. You fucken did it! I was proud of myself. Once again, savage, I know!

Going work was now fun! The ass grabs when no one was looking. The inappropriate banter between us. Oh, did I mention he was my boss? The big boss at that. I was in that office every chance I got. But still wouldn’t fuck me.

My birthday was in a few months. And once again we were chatting on AOL. He told me to meet him at the work place and I did. He was already there and he had made us a screwdriver. Happy birthday, he said. We finished the drink and I went to clean up the cups and he comes up behind me and grabs my ass. His hands go down my pants as he’s kissing the back of my neck. Shivers run down me. I can feel his boner on my ass. We start making as we make our way over a table. He picks up and sets up on the table taking my clothes off. I start rubbing his cock through his pants and he asked if I wanted it?

Nope, not all! He’d been teasing for months. Finally he pulls is cock and pulls my pants off. He’s starts teasing my pussy with his cock. Do you want it? Is this want you want? He’s teasing the fuck of . I lay back on the table and he is rubbing my clit, she dripping. I feel him start put the tip of his cock in and he ask again if that’s what I wanted. He then pushes it all the way in! FUCK, YES! He works that cock all around my pussy. Is that what you’ve been waiting for? As he starts pull and then slams it back in. He’s rubbing my clit and fucking nice and slow. I really didn’t know what an orgasm was till that night. But that night the bar for the ones who followed was set , really .

He pulls and cums I’ll over my stomach. He grabs some napkins and wipes his cum off and pulls me to a sitting positions and gives me a long deep kiss and says, HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY! And that’s when there was no turning back. I was in love with my married boss.

There’s a lot more to this.... so stay tuned! That was by far the best birthday I have ever had.

Nothin last forever and we both know hearts can change
And it’s hard to hold a candle in the cold November rain. - GNR
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Nothing else Matters
Posted:Jun 23, 2019 11:51 am
Last Updated:Aug 11, 2019 9:15 am
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So, like I stated I don’t have many MenNation.com stories to share, yet! But I have a few. As many of you know I am married as 95% on this site are. Some have permission to step out and most of us do not. I do not. I’m one of those “what you don’t know, won’t kill ya” kinda people. My family is everything to me. My husband is undoubtably my life partner and the one I plan to spend the rest of my life with. doesn't mean I can’t have fun and do what I want to do and here’s why.

As a female (and a real one at ) I get lots of emails on here. I mean I have well over 0 right now. Now most of them are ones I don’t even open because well, if it’s says 70m, NO! I know I’m not going to even entertain the idea of fucking gramps. But I do get those catch my eye.

Well I got one of those, I opened it up and he said he’d ran across my profile and liked what he read/saw and wanted to chat farther and see where it went. I’m game. So we exchanged names and started chatting. We exchanged a few pics and he was in great physical shape and easy on the eyes. He thought the same about me.

He asked if I could host and I told him no, I was married, he was too but his wife was it of town with the . So he could host for now. I have been seeing someone is great in bed and is becoming a dear friend. And I’m pretty content with just fucking him. We had made plans to “hook up” week but I woke up to my monthly gift and had to cancel. I love sex and great sex at and he’s a really good fuck. Most of the time I get wet just driving to his house because I know he’s going to fuck me hard and I get a couple of rounds. Well worth the drive. I’d make it everyday if I could. Though I’m not sure I could handle his huge cock everyday two or three times a day. I’d be sooo sore. I can tell he’s been there a couple days after we’ve fucked.

Anyways, I was chatting with this guy and had explained I had gotten my period and was out of commission for the next few days. He said he didn’t mind making a mess but it was up to me. Some guys don’t mind and some do. I’m not one for fucking while on my period anyway. But for some reason I was really horny. evening I had gotten word a good friend of mine had suddenly passed away and I was pretty upset. I had just talked with this persona week or two ago. Of course my phone was blowing up with other friends calling to ask what had happened and to check on me. Once again I was reminded of how short life can be. Life is ours, we live it our way!

The next day I get up and go to work and I get a message from the guy and he asked if I just wanted to at least meet and see if we had any chemistry and I was like, fuck it, sure. I was going to be out night anyways. So he shoots me a message when he got home from work and gave me his address. I let him know I was on my way. I get to his house and he comes to the door. Very nice home. So I go in and he introduces hisself and we talk for a few. He then just starts kissing me and I’m a sucker for a good kisser! His were good, really good.

He knows Its time of the month and I could tell how bad he wanted to venture down there with his hand while he was kissing me. And then tells me he has a very roomy shower. And starts kissing me again taking off my shirt and bra and sucking on my tits (which I love). Ok, now I’m horny AF! He ask if I want him to start the shower and I was like, YES! Let’s do it. I’m horny, he’s horny and we both want to fuck.

We go into the bathroom and he turns the shower on and we get undressed. Damn his body! Yummy! Now he’s just a little taller than me (I think) he may be the same height, not the 6’6” guy I’m used to. But he’s hot and is hitting all of my buttons. He tells me to get on knees and suck his cock, I’d been stroking while we were kissing.

I get on my knees and begin sucking his cock. He begins to fuck my face and I can hear him breathing hard and enjoying the blow job. He pulls me to my feet and we hop in the shower. He pushes me against the wall and kisses me and finally he gets to massage my pussy and fingers me. Fuck, I’m beyond horny now and I’m ready to see how his cock feels. He turns me around and bends me over and I feel his hard cock enter my pussy. He slides right on in. And says “ damn, you feel amazing”. He begins to fuck me. Harder, I tell him. OMG, he already wants to cum. Not yet! You just got in there. He pulls out and turns me around to face him and starts kissing me, raising my leg up so he can enter from the front. I feel him slide back in and he’s fucking me at a good pace. Our hands exploring each other’s bodies, the steam from the shower. It was just hawt! I tell him I’m about to cum, he tells me to cum, cum on his cock.

I cum, and I cum hard! He pulls out and kisses me and my neck, sucking my tits and turns be back around and bends me back over and pounds me form behind. He tells me he’s about to cum. His pace gets faster and I can feel the release of his cum as I cum again. Something about a guy telling me he’s about to cum and fucks me hard, I’ll cum just about every time! He slowly pulls out and I turn around to kiss him. BTW- if I haven’t mention he’s a really good kisser.

We wash off and hop out. He hands me a towel and I dry off. We get dressed and as I’m walking back from the bathroom I told him I’d done something I said I’d never do. What’s he asked? I said fuck inside someone else’s home while their wife wasn’t there and didn’t know about his naughtiness. I’m going to hell, he said I’ll be there with you. He explains they’re in separated/ trying to work it out/ it’s still not working stage. He doesn’t even know when or if she’s coming home. eases my mind a little.

I grab my purse and he walks me to the door, he leans over to kiss me bye and I shove him up against the wall and kiss him just like he did me when I first got there. Damn, he’s a good kisser! I pull back, give him a peck and tell him bye.

On my way home I was just replaying what just happened in my head. He was good. I enjoyed it. I get home and he had sent me a message (which is rare). I usually send a message. But he tells me he hopes I enjoyed . Absolutely, I did! Not quite the anaconda cock I’m used to getting, but it was good. I’d take it again. His kisses made up for anything I was missing.

If I had to pick, I’d still go with my “regular”. Those kisses tho! Damn it!

I never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words, I don't just say
And nothing else matters
Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us something new
Open mind for a different view
And nothing else matters
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On the other hand
Posted:Jun 16, 2019 6:40 pm
Last Updated:Jul 14, 2019 2:56 pm
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So after the close with Mr.Sexy a few days go by and I’m sitting in my office working and just couldn’t get what had happened off my mind. So I shoot him a message. All of a sudden my phone rings and it’s him. Well hello, how are you? He told not to him because his wife goes through his phone and that I should instead. What’s up with you, he asked? Just working or trying least. What’s going on in your world? Same, he said. He then ask what time I took lunch and to him then.

Finally lunch rolls around and I leave and as soon as I get in the car I was like should I him? I did. He answered and asked where as I was. I was leaving work and heading home for lunch. Where are you, I asked. On your road. As soon as turned on my road I saw his truck. He tells follow him up the road he had a job check on. So I did. He got and went and did what he had do and came back and asked how long I had. Well usually I take an hour, why? Follow me, he says. Ok! So I follow him a store. I hop up in his truck and he asked where are we gonna go? Hell idk?

Follow down here another store. So here we go again to a different store. He motions for get in. So I hop up in his truck and he says lock your doors (meaning we are leaving). So we go yet another random field where one of his work trucks are. He explains he’s doing a job over there but he sent his guys lunch so we don’t have much time.

Once again here we are in the back seat of his truck, this time with no interruptions and sober. So we can’t blame being drunk this time. It was cold but we were far from cold! After he pulled came all over my stomach, he ask if I thought it was as good sober as it was drunk. Absolutely! He found some random shirt and cleaned up his mess. I sat up and he was putting his pants back on. He grabbed me by my thighs and leaned in and kissed me. I enjoyed it too, he said. Duh, I said with a smile. You’re a little fire cracker, he said. And a good fuck, I replied! Yes, yes you are.

On the way back to my car we are trying to figure how this is going to work. Neither one of us want to give up what we have at home but the sex was good and we both wanted more and often. I rambled off a few places as we pull into where my car is. He said we’ll figure it . We talked for about ten minutes about him getting caught before. Wellllll..... the chick got pissed off because he wouldn’t leave his wife for her (although she had a BF) and went and told his wife about the affair. I won’t do that. I have just as much to lose as you do. He knew that.

The next as I’m getting into my car for lunch he calls. What’s up? He says he’s tired because he didn’t sleep well the night before. Why didn’t you sleep well? His conscience was eating at him. He didn’t think he could see anymore. I’m not going say that I wasn’t disappointed but I understood. He said to let him sleep on it that night and he’d get the next .

I figured he’d around lunch and I never heard from him. I got back work and finished the work . As I was getting in my car go pick up my the phone rings and it’s him. Sooo did you get some sleep? No, I didn’t! I just can’t do this. I thought I could but I don’t want lose my family. He said the previous evening he went home and was spending time with his and what had happened the last time he choose fool around on his wife. He had left or moved but since had worked things and was going marriage canceling. He apologized and said he had a great time and if it wasn’t for the he’d be down.

I explained that I understood, it sucked, but I completely understood. He thanked me and told he had fun, a lot of fun to be exact. But just not worth losing his family over. And he knew my husband and considered him a friend (although we never hung with him). They wasn’t that good of friends but he knew my husband was a good guy and would also hurt him if he found . Ok!

It ended as quick as it started! It’s all good dude, promise. You’re not mad , he asked. No, I’m not gonna lie and say it didn’t suck. I enjoyed playing with him. His kisses made melt. Especially the one he had given me after the last time we fucked. I could’ve fucked him again right then. But I would get over it.

A couple days went by and I called him on my lunch had asked him how he was and if had gotten his sleep back. He said yes! I said one more time? He said nope, he couldn’t do it. It had nothing to do with me but he just couldn’t do it. Things between him and his wife were better than they’d ever been and she didn’t deserve it. Well, asking never hurts, I said. He said I know. It’s not that I don’t want to, I just can’t. My conscience just won’t let me. Ok, I laughed! If you change your mind you know how to reach me.

A few months go by and we had talked a few times just to check in on each other. Some drama had stirred up and I heard his name come up so I called to warn him. He was aware of the situation and it was taken care of. Word on the street is that he had slept with a fiend of ours. He denied it of course and his wife was aware of this one too. He said he’d been accused of about 4 or 5 and my name was the only name that didn’t come up and the only one he had fucked.

It’s field day at the ! Our are the same age and I hadn't talked him since the “warning” phone . I had found someone that gave me what I needed that I wasn’t getting at home and really hadn't thought about him lately. Well I go the for field with my and I saw him of the corner of my eye. I just kept on trucken! I didn’t want talk him. I was over it! As soon as get in my car (I hadn’t even pulled of the parking lot) my phone rang. I saw it was him and debated whether answer or not. I did. You can’t speak? Huh, what are you talking about? You walked right passed and didn’t say a word. My bad, I didn’t see ya! (I did). Where are you going he asked? Back work. Meet me the store. NO! I’m not playing these games. You can’t change your mind now. Oh so you’re seeing someone else? That’s none of your business! You had your chance and you said you couldn’t do it. This time I can’t do it. Haven’t heard from him since.

So many lovers games, I’d love to play with you
On that hand there’s no reason, why it’s wrong
But on the the other hand theres a golden band
To remind me of someone that would not understand.
On one hand I could stay and be your loving man
But the reason I must go is on the other hand! -RT
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WTF
Posted:Jun 15, 2019 5:23 pm
Last Updated:Jul 22, 2019 9:54 am
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I don’t care how many times I go back and edit my blogs make sense. I mean do they just pick random words and delete them. I mean I stated that my grammar would not be on point (unless they wanna me for it). Lol! But just add the word that would make sense. Since MenNation.com is retarded! 🙄🙄🙄 STOP CHANGING MY SHIT! How aggravating!
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WTF
Posted:Jun 15, 2019 4:40 pm
Last Updated:Oct 19, 2019 2:56 pm
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I don’t care how many times I go back and edit my blogs make sense. I mean do they just pick random words and delete them. I mean I stated that my grammar would not be on point (unless they wanna me for it). Lol! But just add the word that would make sense. Since MenNation.com is retarded! 🙄🙄🙄 STOP CHANGING MY SHIT! How aggravating!
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