I had appetising curves, tight rounded breasts, my behind was a melody many women could never boast of singing, i was indeed the symbol of beauty amongst my fellow women. But my husband simply used me and sucked all the water and blood left in me. I blame myself for failing for him like that, showering him with all the praises and titles, MY LOVE, MY LION KING, MY NKHOSWE, MY GIANT FARMER. Mostly and above all i fell for his THEBA language! I hated the impudence of having an interpreter whenever we talked. But maybe it was prestigious, my first husband, so secretive.
Posted on: Sat, 20 Jul 2013 10:21:34 +0000
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