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Letter to my 12 ****Children:&lt;br /&gt;
My children your loving mother ,Mariane ,said to me with her maiden breath&lt;br /&gt;
be the mirror at which our children look at life&lt;br /&gt;
like a goddess she proclaimed &lt;br /&gt;
let your roads be rough and full of strife&lt;br /&gt;
though we wish seek for things and do not find &lt;br /&gt;
make be contented with struggle well and kind&lt;br /&gt;
when thy be on a quest , do your best and leave to the almighty the rest&lt;br /&gt;
so to you my precious ones ,i write ,take heed&lt;br /&gt;
be caring and full of good deed for your elements are Earth ,Wind , Water and Fire,&lt;br /&gt;
but let love be your number one and pacesetter&lt;br /&gt;
to my 12 children i write :&lt;br /&gt;
let your target be the moon,&lt;br /&gt;
do not give up and fret too soon&lt;br /&gt;
consider every err as a false start&lt;br /&gt;
for you will have your place amongst the stars&lt;br /&gt;
to you i write.....&lt;br /&gt;
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Primus, the unique&lt;br /&gt;
you strive to be unique,&lt;br /&gt;
it may seem an unfair share is all you seek,&lt;br /&gt;
you may sometimes be considered as queer,&lt;br /&gt;
do not despair &lt;br /&gt;
my child ,for your wish and devotion to understand the study of life,&lt;br /&gt;
is to&amp;nbsp; help all&amp;nbsp; distressed and in strife &lt;br /&gt;
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Segunda, the worried&lt;br /&gt;
your ways my child,kindle every loving heart, &lt;br /&gt;
ever ready to sacrifice and let peace reign from the start,&lt;br /&gt;
every stand made is called a choice &lt;br /&gt;
this is remembered and called your voice&lt;br /&gt;
,but life is not a fantasy, this you will soon learn,&lt;br /&gt;
as other strive and seek to earn&lt;br /&gt;
live in loving peace with all men&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Terzus, the ambitious&lt;br /&gt;
dont let your over zealous urge to heard and seen be snag,&lt;br /&gt;
to those who seek know and&amp;nbsp; understand, &lt;br /&gt;
all have a path ,&lt;br /&gt;
all have a say and that is the fact,&lt;br /&gt;
we are ahead to serve and obey&lt;br /&gt;
please my child be cautious, there is always another day&lt;br /&gt;
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Quartus, the concerned&lt;br /&gt;
you desre to&amp;nbsp; emancipate all present ,&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;follow your instincts and be eloquent&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;take heed whilest you choose&lt;br /&gt;
for all enemies of your friends are automatically considered as enemies,&lt;br /&gt;
but please remember well,an allys folly is better considered as poison to the belly&lt;br /&gt;
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Quintus, the waivering&lt;br /&gt;
your intense curiosity towards lifes everchanging rhtym,&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;and your unconventional methods of making right every season&lt;br /&gt;
poeple&amp;nbsp; around you look up to you,for your patience says not what you conquer&lt;br /&gt;
seek to be punctual in all lifes works and please apply a lot of vigor &lt;br /&gt;
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Sextuz, the reliable&lt;br /&gt;
your unwaivering confidence and assuring finess&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;make all look up to you an query your justness&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;but you are always wary and select &lt;br /&gt;
from only things which you consider elite&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;you consider deepthings and seek to subdue the normal &lt;br /&gt;
but i remind you my child,not everything under the sky is summal&lt;br /&gt;
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Septimuz, the&amp;nbsp; over-zealous&lt;br /&gt;
the flare in your attitude and your desires to be adored&lt;br /&gt;
lead to vain pursuits only fit to be scorned by lords&lt;br /&gt;
you are , THAT you are&lt;br /&gt;
i know, but seek to be more than a mascarade&lt;br /&gt;
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Octimuz, the considerate&lt;br /&gt;
you meditate silently towards all your actions&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;and wait in line for you seek to sanction&lt;br /&gt;
heed me ,dont wait too long as a pace has been set ,and you will be left in a place full of debt&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Nunu, the schemer&lt;br /&gt;
your ferocious ways and sometimes devious schemes are a part of you,&lt;br /&gt;
be reassured there is more to life winning&amp;nbsp; and blues,&lt;br /&gt;
being oneself is better than trying to be everybody esle&lt;br /&gt;
look ahead,my child, be yourself&lt;br /&gt;
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Decimus, the proud&lt;br /&gt;
i ponder at your stubborn and unrelentling attitude,&lt;br /&gt;
winning is not everything my child, &lt;br /&gt;
be careful what you wish for ,dont let pride be your guide,&lt;br /&gt;
for it might just be granted you,&lt;br /&gt;
and leave all vanity of your choice to darkness and to you&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Onzimuz, the demander&lt;br /&gt;
your particular obssesive aims, make others fret at your proposals,&lt;br /&gt;
your reactions are sometimes queer at refusals&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;for you the sky is not the limit ,&lt;br /&gt;
and you settle for nothing but the summit&lt;br /&gt;
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Douzimuz,&amp;nbsp; the elaborate&lt;br /&gt;
you keep your head up high,&lt;br /&gt;
you pursue excellence,look at the sky&lt;br /&gt;
you seek to be my favourite,but i love you all in the same manner,&lt;br /&gt;
look at the harmony of a blacksmith , iron and a hammer&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://free-website-translation.com/&quot; hreflang=&quot;en&quot; id=&quot;ftwtranslation_button&quot; style=&quot;border: 0pt none; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;&quot; title=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Free Homepage Translation&quot; src=&quot;http://free-website-translation.com%0A/img/fwt_button_en.gif&quot; id=&quot;ftwtranslation_image&quot; style=&quot;border: 0;&quot; /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; the sixth ELEMENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see couples swear to live and die for one another,&lt;br /&gt;i see couples swear to care till death put them asSunder, &lt;br /&gt;they squabble at every gest from a stranger, &lt;br /&gt;and put to rest that his quest be from yonder&lt;br /&gt;make good use and econimise, &lt;br /&gt;i am working hardest give me the prize&lt;br /&gt;they snare silently and despise, &lt;br /&gt;i ponder at love and&amp;nbsp; prefered respect &lt;br /&gt;believe me we all require this aspect,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam looks at his Eve and says &lt;br /&gt;maiden you have caused me so much grief&lt;br /&gt;but because of love i will be brief,&lt;br /&gt;given the up hill task when&amp;nbsp; two become one,&lt;br /&gt;we cherish to be loved and pamperoned,&lt;br /&gt;long is that road &lt;br /&gt;which we knoweth not the destination , &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh love, what a heavy load....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;female folk say 50-50 is just and fair,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;but forget very quickly when shopping at vanity fair&lt;br /&gt;what is mine is yours my cherie,&lt;br /&gt;please let my coffee be ready three,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ponder at what the difference was before we took our vows,&lt;br /&gt;now the house is suddenly full of rows,&lt;br /&gt;what went wrong? i stare and wonder,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;why did i ever promise not to let go assunder.&lt;br /&gt;i put on her finger a daimond ring, &lt;br /&gt;and i still prefer to wear my asos wings&lt;br /&gt;where did cupid go wrong,&lt;br /&gt;i thought long and hard about this song&lt;br /&gt;well share and share alike they say&lt;br /&gt;easy as falling of a bicycle&lt;br /&gt;ooh what a&amp;nbsp; pain ......share with me&lt;br /&gt;i cant complain&lt;/a&gt; &lt;script src=&quot;http://free-website-translation.com%0A/scripts/fwt.js&quot; type=&quot;text/javascript&quot;&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hmm…… were do I start? The fact that we are adults and have to watch our language in front of our kids or that we can never have the amount of privacy we expect even in our own homes. well I was at my friends house today ,Cathy had been my friend and self imposing advisor ( sort to say) on issues that she felt I needed to understand clearly about marriage,
She was herself married and mother  of three kids, this bothered me abit because , during her *lectures*  I always pointed out to her that I was not yet married.
She just wouldn’t stop ,her housekeeping and home-management lectures ,she drilled into my ears each time we met ,but today, she had a very different topic to discuss ,as if I had the right to object, really ! I said in mocking amazement, what is it? its about me and Henry, Henry was her husband for the past 15 years , I admired them though but didn’t say it, I am young and single , I thought I would  enjoy it as long as I could, what is it about you and Henry I asked? ,again,
Well you see laura, she started , life is about a healthy sex relationship and it is very important in marriages ,really? I hope I didn’t play too dumb, because this was the first time Cathy was saying anything to me about sex this could be very interesting, so I pressed to hear the rest ,
Laura dear my husband and I try to keep a healthy sex relationship ,,how do you do this ? I asked making sure not to miss any pointers…..
Henry and I try to be discreet when talking about sex and bedroom matters, especially when the kids are around, she continued, the kids were always asking embarrassing questions, like the last time when my eldest daughter ask  me what an erect cock meant,(hmmm..erect cock! Claudia was only 12 years old), I asked here where she heard that and she said she had heard her father and I talking in the kitchen one afternoon and that it was I who used the word. well I just gave her an excuse and said that it have something to do with the weather,
( erect cock! The weather! ,I wonder what she told her daughter),
But this didn’t stop there , she also asked what did  *doing the 69th  position*  meant,  I was shocked with disbelief.
 Henry and I finally formulated something to ease the sex talk in presence of the kids .so now I can tell you Laura we have invented  coded language for sex related matters and we now talk freely in front of the kids, freely? What are your  code  words  well ,she started looking up at me , I am the washing machine and he is the  laundry man, ooh that’s so smart I said , I didn’t understand it very much then ,not until Henry came home, Cathy persuaded me to have lunch with them , it was a public holiday , I had nothing to do so I accepted ,,henry brought back take away ,
We sat down at the table , there was me , Cathy ,Henry and their 3 kids, it was a hearty meal , I enjoyed it really
, after the lunch I proposed to do the dishes by Cathy refused and said , I will do them later
Cathy was already in Henrys arms and the kids were watching a TV programme , well I have to go now, I said Cathy I have to rush to the supermarket and rest a little at home,ok honey she said back now at the door step Cathy was just telling me she would come to my house during the weekend , I said ok
Just then ,Henry called out from the living room ,darling … the laundry man is ready ,I looked her in the face and smiled , but she didn’t smile back, she just yelled back at him , the washing machine is broken! I looked confused now, but I was still smiling ,Henry was not giving up he just called to her even louder  OK DEAR I WILL JUST MANAGE A HAND WASH.
I turned round and walked towards &lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;the super-market. And they lived happily ever after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;THURSDAY 24TH JUNE…..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;DEAR DAIRY,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; TODAY BENARD LOOKED TIRED , IT WAS CLEAR THAT HIS THOUGHTS WEIGHED IN ON EVERY RESPONSE HE GAVE AS I TRIED TO KNOW HOW HIS DAY AT WORK WAS ,IT WAS UNLIKE HIM, USUALLY HE WAS SO FULL OF SMILES AND ALWAYS TRYING TO MAKE ME LAUGH ,BUT NOT TODAY ,I WAS SHOCKED AND DID NOT EXPECT THIS, I TRIED NOT TO ASK &amp;nbsp;THE REASON &amp;nbsp;HIM THE REASON FOR HIS MOODINESS, I JUST PLAYED IT COOL,HE HAD BEEN FOR THE PAST 2 MONTHS MY SOURCE OF INSPIRATION ,AND WAS ABLE TO CHEER ME UP WHENEVER I WAS DISSAPOINTED OR SAD ,SORT TO SAY &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;I &amp;nbsp;REALISED I COULD NOT DO THE SAME FOR HIM, DUMBED BY THE FACT THAT I WAS HELPLESS, IT WAS CLEAR HE NEEDED CHEERING UP,BENARD RESPECTED AND CHERISED ME IN ALL MY FEELINGS AND BROUGTH ME THE AIR I HAD NEEDED AFTER MY 2 YEARS ABSTINANCE FROM MEN ,WHAT IS HAPPENING? &amp;nbsp;I QUERIED WITHIN ME, WAS HE TRYING TO TELL ME SOMETHING WAS HE LEAVING ME ? THIS ACTUALLY STRUCK ME AS THE REALITY I WOULD HAVE TO FACE,BUT THERE I DIDN’T GIVE UP ,I DECIDED TO INVITE HIM TO MY PLACE ,( ITS THURSDAY SAID A LITTLE VOICE IN MY HEAD , I KNOW AS &amp;nbsp;I ONLY INVITED MALE FRIENDS TO MY PLACE ONLY ON WEEKENDS).BUT THIS IS &amp;nbsp;AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;EMERGENCY.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;HE ACCEPTED AND I WENT A STEP FURTHER BY ASKING HIM TO DRIVE US HOME IN MY CAR , HIS REPONSES WERE,, OK ,IF YOU WISH,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;I DIDN’T LIKE THESE SORT OF REPONSES FROM PEOPLE, DIDN’T LIKE PEOPLE TO MAKE FEEL AS IF I WAS SELFISH OR BOSSY,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;HE DROVE ,BUT STILL DIDN’T SAY A WORD ABOUT WHAT WAS BOTHERING HIM ,I TRIED TO BE STILL AND QUIET BY QUESTINED MY SELF ,WHAT WAS IT HE WANTED MORE , QR WAS IT ME ASKING FOR TOO MUCH,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;I LIKED IT WHEN ME PAMPERED ME, IT DIDN’T MATTER I CONSOLED MYSELF.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; INSIDE MY APPARTMENT HE INSTALLED &amp;nbsp;HIMSELF AND &amp;nbsp;I MADE COFFEE AND WE DRANK SILENTLY ,I WAS WAITING TRYING TO SEE IF HE WOULD ASK WHY I WAS SILENT , HE WON I THOUGTH CAME TO MY MIND A HOT BATH TOGETHER WOULD DO US ,I RAN THE BATH AND PRONOUNCED WITHOUT LOOKING AT HIM &amp;nbsp;*BATH TIME * , THIS WAS OUR FAVOURITE CODE WORD FOR &amp;lt; I WANTED YOU IN THEW BATHROOM &amp;nbsp;WITH ME.&amp;gt; .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;BUT TODAY HE DIDN’T JOIN ME WE HAD BATHS TOGETHER BEFORE, I WAITED 5 MINUTES, HE DIDN’T JOIN ME &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;I STEPED INTO THE LIVING ROOM WRAPPED IN MY TOWEL,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;I PULLED HIM OFF THE SOFA AND LED US TOWARDS THE BATHROOM, HE FOLLOWED RELUCTANTLY, THIS CONFUSED ME THE MORE,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;IT HAD BEEN 3 HOURS SINCE WE FINISHED OUR DINER AT REED EAT-IN AND TAKE AWAYNOT A COMPLETE PHRASE FROM HIM, &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;JUST SHORT RESPONSES OF OK ,NO AND IF YOU WISH HE NEVER STOPPED SIGHING IN THE BATH TUB, I GENTLY ASKED IF HE WAS SICK OR NEEDED TO TELL ME SOMETHING IMPORTANT , I DID NOT POINT OUT THAT HIS BEHAVIOUR THIS EVENING HAD BEEN WORRYING ME,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;HE ANSWERED NO THERE IS NOTHING WRONG.EXPERIENCE WITH MEN HAD TAUGHT ME NOT TO VOICE OUT MY CONCLUSIONS WHEN IT CONCERNED TO MASCULINE BEHAVIOUR&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;I HAVE TO GO HE FINALY SAID AND STEPPED OUT OF THE BATHTUB, WAIT! I CALLED OUT TO HIM,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;I WAS OVERPOWERED BUT FELT I NEEDED TO DO MORE, MY FINAL RESORT, &amp;lt; MY ACE &amp;gt; SEX&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;HE WAS A BOUT TO LEAVE ME, A WILD THOUGTH RAN THROUGH MY MIND.WELL HIS LOSS!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;MAYBE HE NEEDED TO RELAX BUT AS I HAD DECIDED, THE CHOICE OF MAKING LOVE FOR THE LAST TIME WOULD BE MINE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;I WOULD NEVER QUQRREL TO RESOLVE OR REDRESS ANY OF MY RELATIONSHIPS WITH MEN FOR I WAS AS FIDEL AS THEY CAME.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;HE WAS DISTRACTED, AND JUST LAY THERE, I HAD TO LEAD EVERY MOVE, I HAD ALL THE PLEASURE AS I STILL LOVED BENARD,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;WOKE UP THIS MORNING HE WASN’T BY MY SIDE, HE HAD TO RUSH OF SOMEWHERE,AS HE SAID IN THE NOTE HE LEFT ON MY BED TABLE,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;I AM HAPPY THOUGH AND I RESPECT HIS CHOICE OF SILENCE,I COULDN’T TAKE IT WHEN A MAN TELLS ME HE IS LEAVING ME FOR ANOTHER WOMAN&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I WONDER? &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; WHAT DOES SHE LOOK LIKE BLONDE, BLACK HAIRED, BLUE EYES OR WHAT? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;BENARD NEVER COMPLAINED ABOUT MY PHYSIQUE, ANYWAY I HOPE HE WRITES ME A LETTER OR SOMETHING TO EXPLAIN WHY HE HAD TO LEAVE ME&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;I STILL LOVE HIM!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;FRIDAY 25 JUNE &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;BENARDS DAIRY…..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; MANCHESTER UNITED LOST THE OPENING LEAGUE MATCH DAMMNED&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;HMMM ……BUT I GOT LAID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Today , I met Eric Rolando an old
school mate of ,this I have to write as seeing Eric again brought past memories and a smile to my face,
not that he is special or anything but there are just some things we just
cannot forget especially if they are anything like Eric.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Unlike other boys in my school or
any other boy I knew in high school, Eric was very bold and his demands very
somewhat embarrassing ,he didn’t care whether it was a teacher or a student ,
he just said his mind .&amp;nbsp; he was very
popular with the girls and I still am no sure if he had a relationship with any
of us, he was just too reckless to be any ones lover, we took him as the school
clown and lived with all his remarks as they came,male and female students alike
suffered embarrassing remarks which he made in class or during recess,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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you and gave you a piece of his mind ,whether you agreed or not, like there was
once he responded in class to a teacher, when asked why we had such bad grades
in mathematics, yes madam ,Eric was already responding&amp;nbsp; ,madam, bad grades in mathematics actually
mean that we are not paying attention to what we are copying from.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The teacher just
stared at him in disbelief.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There is this one remark I will never
forget, he was referring to Evelyn Parker, the only girl in school He taunted
like no tomorrow, we all helped Evelyn through it all and didn’t laugh out loud
or for too long, he sometimes apologized to her and offered her flowers once.
Eric&amp;nbsp; had started calling Evelyn his
girl, and we all thought for once that is was something serious &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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to his care and love for Evelyn , he made his ever famous remark which I am
sure is engraved in the minds of all County high school girls who were
present at that moment , we were all seated in the basket ball court and
waiting for the sports&amp;nbsp; education teacher
, she was a bit late that day and we just sat around chatting and laughing , then
comes an eager Eric Rolando, he calls out Evelyn! ….Evelyn!....love of my life,
we all looked towards Eric expecting to hear&amp;nbsp;
his plea for love, as this was now frequent , he wooed Evelyn in public
and this she didn’t like very much, well we waited for his words as we allowed
him talk before we made any comment on her behalf ,then Eric started , Evelyn ,
why are you doing this to me ?we all looked at Evelyn waiting for her response,
what is it again Eric? , she bravely spoke up,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Evelyn! My love
and&amp;nbsp; my heart Eric started , we all
expected to hear&amp;nbsp; a love poem&amp;nbsp; ,but no this time we were not that lucky, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was not a love poem but
this and I recite ; Evelyn help me to relive those erotic thoughts and words
lovers share when they make love because WHEN I&amp;nbsp; MASTURBATE I HAVE NEVER UNDERSTOOD TO WHOM I AM TALKING TO!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;We all looked at each
other astonished, but we got through school with him with anyway,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I gave my phone number
and promised to have lunch with him sometime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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