The Rising Spivey Show- Part 2 Single Motherhood & Teenage Pregnancies

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THE X-FACTOR

I’m often challenged because my views on relationships don’t normally reflect that of the “average female.” However, totally comfortable in my own personal life, I would like to think that based on the life lessons of those around me as well as my personal experiences, I have no problem with expressing my opinion and the details of which supports such. That being stated, I’ll exhaust every attempt to make this “relatable” verse “debatable.” Make no exception as a female I speak on behalf of a feminist mindset yet this blog takes on a coed tone.
So I was engaged in a conversation months ago with some of my friends and I was asked “would u take a man back and/or stay with him if he cheated on you?” NO! You are an Ex for a reason, there will be no recycling…here is why…
Now of course we often hear the term “once a cheater always a cheater” which I don’t believe to be totally true. On the other hand, what I do believe to be true is a more modified version “once a cheater on YOU always a cheater on you.” Ladies and gents, let’s be serious with ourselves and stop trying to force these destructive relationships work. I’ll be frank with you and say it straight up; if he/she cheated on you once at some point in time he/she will do it again in some form or fashion. Think about it, when you decide to commit to someone it’s because you’ve made the conscious decision that this is the ONLY person that you want to be with despite the masses of equally if not more attractive people around you. Am I saying that you shouldn’t think others are attractive? Of course not. However, t he moment you made the decision to step out and act on your lust is when you felt the risk was worth negating everything you said to your partner once you entered that commitment. People cheat for a variety of reasons and sometimes you can have the best girl/guy in the world but if that bond can be broken by another then sorry to say honey but that person was never the one for you. That being stated the person who accepts the cheater back has basically made such behavior “acceptable” by allowing that person the free will of escaping the consequences of undesired behavior. It’s like the age old logics of physics, for every action there is a reaction. Do people deserve second chances? Sure, depending on the severity of the situation and all things are circumstantial. “The severity of punishment should be proportional to the degree of wrongdoing.”
I’ll leave you with a metaphor
Think of it like this…recycling is nothing but taking the SAME material and disguising it as something else…

-Lusty

Confessions Part 2

My loud outburst must have further enticed J-Roc because I could feel his nails sinking deeper into my skin as he clinched my thighs. He was completely oblivious to the vehicle that had just pulled into the gas station and parked at the pump adjacent to us. I knew exactly who is was the moment the car bent the corner and when the driver stepped out of the white S550 it was definitely confirmation. What the Fu$k was my Fiance's cousin Ray doing on this side of town and out of all places the irony of him ending up here was unsettling. Nervous and unable to further enjoy the pleasures of my fantasies coming to life, I slid further down into the seat. Believing that the tint on the windows would be dark enough to conceal my identity, I kept my eyes fixated on Ray as he walked towards the cashier's window. I watched him purchase a box of blacks and a fruit punch soda before walking back to the car. "Whew, he didn't even look in this direction." I said to myself.

Ray was halfway to the car when suddenly my shoe slipped off my foot taking a long plunge to the ground. It sounded like an atomic bomb had just exploded as my shoe was met by the concrete pavement. The echo in the night air immediately caught Ray's attention as he turned in our direction. I quickly turned my head and could only hope and pray at this point that he didn't see me, or rather J-Roc's Olympic gold style "deep sea diving" taking place behind the opened car door. Ray stood there for what seemed like an eternity squinting his eyes as if he had spotted gold. Finally making his way back to his vehicle, he took one last look before jumping in the car and speeding off. "J-Roc stop! I gotta go!" I shouted as I pushed him off of me and reached down to grab my new Christian Louboutin shoe off the ground.

The long ride home to Waldrof was like walking the plank as I pushed the pedal to the floor. It was already 4:30am and I was in a desperate attempt to race the clock. I slowly walked in the house and up the stairs into the bedroom where my fiance' was resting. I noticed the Nyquil bottle on the nightstand next to his cell phone. I tip-toed over to the bed and discretely picked up his Blackberry. Although I never went through my man's phone before, as a female, I previously cracked his code for "just in case" purposes. In this case it was definitely a purpose and just as I thought, the phone read 1 missed call from Ray. Well that was until I pressed delete and placed the phone back on the nightstand. I sat on the side of the bed and began to undress. My fiance, awakened by my movement, rolled over towards me and placed his hand on my back. "Hey baby how was your night?" he said n a low whisper.
"It was good babe, how are you feeling?"
"I'm straight took, some Nyquil so I could get some sleep. What time is it?"
"It's 3:00am, why? You got a date?" I asked looking at the clock which clearly read 5am.
"Nah girl, you're the only one that wants me. I was going to hit up Ray so he could make a move for me." he said.

My fiance' began to raise up and in a frantic effort to prevent him from seeing the clock I climbed on top of him. "Where you think you going?" I said as I slowly began to kiss on his chest. I kissed softly below his navel until I had him at full attention. I began to caress the tip of his ____ with my tongue in a circular motion before placing my lips around the head. The salty taste of pre-cum in my mouth got me excited as his shaft disappeared in my mouth. I stroked his ___ with my mouth back and forth massaging it with my tongue throughout every motion. Flashbacks in my mind of J-Roc sucking my ____ while fondling my nipples gave me the urged to work harder. After about 7 minutes I could feel the stiffness of his body clenching as I prepared for the climax which was released in my mouth. I slowed up but never stopped as the taste of ecstasy ran down the back of my throat. In my mind I had a feeling that my actions of tonight would soon come back to haunt me, but for now everything would be peaceful in my house. I raised up licking my lips and laid next to my fiance' in his arms. I laid there and thought about how devious of a woman I was and how I had risked everything I loved for one moment of lust. I fell deep into my sleep which seemed like only lasted for about an hour as I was awakened by the phone ringing.

"Yeah what's up Ray?" my fiance' answered the phone.

To be continued....