Fertile Valley
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A Fertile Mind
by, B. Evers
"Well, I think I have everything I need now," the doctor said closing her notebook with a snap and setting it on the table beside her. She slowly crossed her legs as she looked carefully over at the couple sitting across from her.
Dan tried not to look but he just couldn't help but admire the tall brunette doctors long beautiful legs and her perfectly shaped calves as they gleamed in front of him.
"Stand up Carol," she said after a moment of consideration. It was a strange request under the circumstances but Carol stood up.
"Now pull up your skirt and show me your panties."
"What the..." Dan stammered, suddenly shocked into alertness.
Carol blushed. "Excuse me?" she asked as though she didn't believe her ears.
"Do you still want to get pregnant?" the doctor asked.
"Uh...uhm...yes Ma'am. But I don't see how this...."
"Carol," the Doctor said firmly. "Lift up the front of your dress NOW if you ever want to have a child."
Carol looked at her husband in confusion. Dan could only stare back at her with his mouth half opened in shock.
What could they do? They had tried everything else. Nothing had worked. But they really wanted to have their own baby; a child of their own, to raise and love. It was what Carol wanted most in the world. This was their last hope. Dan's boss had recommended this clinic, and, after coming here and enduring yet another battery of tests, they had just spent the last hour answering endless questions from Doctor Simmons, including some very embarrassing questions about their love life; what position did she prefer, what position did he prefer, who usually initiated the sex, how often did they fuck, where did he ejaculate when he came.
So now the question was how badly did they really want a child? Carol lifted up her skirt.
"Higher, dear," the doctor said.
Carol blushed from head to foot but lifted her skirt higher until her entire pink panty clad crotch was in clear view.
"That will do, dear." the doctor said. "Now I want you to remain like that while I explain your situation." The doctor leaned back and locked her fingers behind her head as she continued. She glanced at Dan as she spoke but mostly she seemed to be spending a lot of time looking in the direction of his wife. Dan thought it seemed odd; somewhat unprofessional, but what did he know? Nevertheless it gave him an uneasy feeling.
"According to our tests you have a severe narrowing of the chanel that carries sperm to your ovaries. We could do surgery but it is not covered by your insurance and your husband clearly does not make enough money to pay for it. Plus, it would leave a nasty and ugly scar. Luckily for you there is a new approach to this problem. It is still in the experimental stages but the results so far have been very promising."
"Now I want you to turn around and lift up the back of your dress and show me your ass."
Carol felt sick to her stomach. Her emotions were boiling. She could have a child? She wouldn't have to sit home alone anymore while Dan was at work? She had offered to work but Dan had insisted that he was the bread winner for the household. Plus, Carol wasn't the sharpest stick in the pile and she would have been lucky just to get a job as a secretary answering phones.
Carol dropped her skirt, turned around and slowly, as though it were painful for her, she raised up her skirt in back until it was at her waist.
"Now bend over a little dear and stick out your ass."
Carol forced herself to comply. She would do anything, well, almost anything, to have a child. And Doctor Rachel Simmons had impecable credentials. If she couldn't trust her, then who could she trust.
"Excellent, dear. Now please remain like that," the doctor said as she gazed at the young housewife's nicely shaped derierre.
"You see the theory is that women with very narrow tubes like yours can expand them naturally. I guess you could say it is a matter of attitude. Because it has recently been discovered that women who are more sexually submissive, more compliant, respond more powerfully to sexual aggression. And among the heightened sexual responses is a physical widening of the tubes that lead to the womb.
"Do you understand dear?"
"Y...y..yes doctor." Carol said feeling very emotionally confused. She thought she already was submissive, but....
"Under the circumstances I think you should say yes Ma'am. It shows a little more respect don't you think?"
"Y...y...yes, Ma'am."
"Good. Now I want you to pull your panties down to your knees and then resume your current posistion."
Carols head spun. She glanced over at her husband but he could only look at her helplessly. What could she do? "Y...y...yes, Ma'am" Carol stammered uncertainly.
"What was that," Rachel asked firmly, "I couldn't quite hear you, dear."
"Y..Yes Ma'am," Carol said a little more loudly as she reached beneath her skirt and hooked her thumbs under the elastic band at the top of her panties. Then she began to lower them to her knees.
Dan looked over as his wifes nake behind came into view. This whole situation was surreal. He had come from a strict religious background in a small town in Iowa and he had never been to the big city before he came here to find work. He was finding it very hard to adapt to the pace of life here and how smart everyone was, and quick. He always felt two steps behind everyone else.
But this? This was too much. He turned to the doctor. "Doctor," he asked. "Are you sure..."
"Do you have a problem with this procedure Dan?" she asked, turning her head sharply and glaring at him. "Would you like me to stop? Do you have a better idea that I am unaware of?"
Her words stung him like a whip. If he had been a dog he would have tucked his tail between his legs at that point. Now it was his turn to blush.
"No, doctor. It's just that I....well she seems to be......"
"Yes, Dan. Your wife is doing the smart thing. As I think you would agree. Now why don't you take out your penis and begin masturbating. I want you to couple with your wife here in my office this afternoon before you leave, and you need to start getting ready."
"C...c...couple?"
"Yes, Dan; couple. You know; fuck, have sex, join together in holy matrimony. Or whatever else you want to call it."
Dan was mortified. He knew that the women in the city were a little more bold than the demure country girls he was used to back home, but he had never met a woman who intimidated him quite the way this one did. She made him feel so stupid.
"W...w...well I....just...uhm.."
"Yes, I know Dan," the doctor said, obviously trying to be patient. "I know this all probably seems a little fast, but trust me, it is necessary to act quickly and firmly if I am going to establish a new pattern of behaviour for you both. Apparently you have been unable to be...shall we say 'authoritarian' enough towards your wife in the past so I am personally going to take charge of the situation. Is that all right with you Dan?"
"Y...y..yes...uhm...doc..."
"Yes... Ma'am" the doctor corrected him firmly. "I think you should address me as 'ma'am', in keeping with the attitude we are trying to create here. Don't you think?"
Dan was dumbfounded. "Uhm...umm..yes. Yes. Yes, uhm, Ma'am."
"Good," the doctor said sounding annoyed. "Now please take out your cock and begin masturbating. We are all adults here and this is a sanctioned part of your recommended therapy. Or, if you like, we can just forget about it and you can seek another alternative."
Another alternative? What alternative? There were no more alternatives that Dan knew about. This was their last resort.
"Uhm...uh...okay...uhm Ma'am." Dan said feeling like an idiot as he reached down to unbuckle his pants and pull down his zipper. Then he began fishing around inside of his briefs for his shriveled cock. He wasn't just embarassed, he was humiliated. When he grabbed his cock and looked over at the doctor though, she wasn't even looking at him. She was gazing with curious intensity at his wife's now fully exposed bottom.
Dan turned to look and he had to admit, his wife's butt was an arresting sight.
It was firm, and young, and, framed as it was on top by her skirt and on the bottom by her panties that she had lowered to just below her crotch, it seemd to have a warm glow to it. He had never looked at it in quite such a stark light and as he gazed at his pretty wife's butt his cock began to stir. Feeling the movement in his hand, Dan looked down in amazement. How could he get aroused when his wife was being displayed like this; like a prize heifer at a county fair? But, when Dan looked up again over at the doctor, she was now staring back directly at him as though she were his second grade teacher impatiently tapping her foot and waiting for him to carry out an order at the blackboard.
Dan began to masturbate.
"Very good," the doctor said as she watched the husband's cock begin to lengthen in his fist. "Now, Carol," she said, turning her attention back to the semi nude young housewife bending over before her, "I want you to reach behind you and spread your cheeks. I want to see your anus."
Carol's eyes had begun to water slightly. She was mortified. This was all happening too fast. And even if it were to happen in slow motion she didn't think it would be any better. Stripping off her panties right here in front of the doctors desk and showing her her genitalia? This was not the way good girls behaved. What would her mother think? She was sure her mother never had to endure anthing like this in her life. Carol had been born within one year of her mother's marriage to her father. Her parents had had no fertility issues. Carol wondered what was wrong with her. Why did she have to....
"Carol," the doctor's voice called to her. "Did you hear what I said Carol. I have another appointment after this, I don't have all day."
"Yes, doctor....uhm...I mean Ma'am," Carol stammered as she clumsily reached behind her trying to hold her skirt up with her elbows as she grasped each of her round young cheeks and spread them apart. She could feel the breeze from the air conditioner cooling her as it blew through her slightly moist pubic hair and her newly exposed bunghole. She couldn't imagine feeling more naked...more exposed. A small tear trickled from her eye and down her face.
Dan's cock was fully hard now. Carol had never really liked it when he had tried to touch her back there, and, truth be told, this was the first time Dan had ever really gotten a good look at his wife's backdoor.
He had to admit he liked it. It was small and tight like a little brown star. Dan began to stroke himself more eagerly. When he glanced over at the doctor she was looking at him and smiling. Well, it wasn't really a smile so much as it was a kind of knowing smirk. Her smugness annoyed him. But having a virtual stranger, particularly one so attractive, in a kind of very professional way, aroused him. He pulled his hand as far down on his cock as he could so that the knob of his rod seemed to be looking back at her like the top of a periscope and he tried to look directly into her eyes, but something about her made him look away, back at his wife's ass.
"Now Carol," the doctor said, more softly now but with no less authority, "I want you to walk backwards towards me and stand right in front of me. Then I want you to bend over again and I want you to begin to touch yourself. I want you to masturbate."
Carol stood up dropping her dress and began to walk clumsily backwards in small steps because of the panties wrapped around her legs.
"Keep your dress up around your waist, dear, and what do you say when I ask you to do something?"
"Yes...Ma'am," Carol replied and reached down for her dress while she continued stumbling backwards.
From where Dan sat he could not see his wife's fingers entering her vagina as she reached between her legs. But just the sight of his wife bending over right in front of someone they had just met and masturbating herself for her was incredible. Dan's cock was as hard as steel.
Once the doctor was sure that Carol was following her orders she looked over at Dan. "I see your cock is hard now Dan. Are you enjoying the show?"
Carol glanced over at Dan when she heard the doctor's words and let out an involuntary little mewl at the sight of her own husband enjoying her humiliation. Dan was jacking off to her debasement. The tears started to flow freely from both eyes and she sniffled.
"Your wife is embarassed, Dan. How do you feel about that?" the doctor prodded him.
Dan could not stop himself now. Somehow this woman, this bitch, had bored down into his soul and tapped a vein of submission that he had never known existed. It was the eptiome of all of the little failures and inadequacies that he had endured ever since moving to the city. On the farm he had always known what to do. He had been a big man to his wife there, but, when they had moved to the city because he was unable to find work in the country, he had felt more and more like a fish out of water. Everything, every day, made him feel smaller and smaller, and now, perversly, sickly, it felt good to see someone else being degraded and humiliated as he had been, even if that someone was his own beloved wife...his bride...his high school sweetheart.
"Come over here Dan." The words floated through the fog of his mind. He looked over at the woman, the doctor, the bitch. She was smiling at him and crooking her finger for him to get up and come over to her.
That smile on her face. He wanted to punch her. He wanted to hurt her. He wanted to make that damn smirk disappear forever. 'I'lll get up' he thought. 'I'll get up and go stick my dick right in her face. I'll show her.' he thought as he got up and walked over to stand in front of the the bitch.
She pointed to a spot on the floor and Dan stopped and stood there. His face flamed that she had pointed to a spot like she would tell a dog to sit, and he had sat. Beside him he could hear the raspy sound of his wife's breathing as she began to respond to the touch of her own fingers on her own unsheltered pussy. He masturbated even harder as he stared at the doctor trying to regain his self respect with the length and hardness of his cock. He aimed it at her.
The bitch just smiled back up at him.
"Do you hate me, Dan?" she asked with a smile...that damned knowing smile.
Dan couldn't say anything. He couldn't bring himself to admit that she had enough control over him to make him hate her but he knew his feelings were written all over his face. Why was his cock so hard? Why was his blood nearly on the point of boiling? Why in the fuck was he obeying her? For one unbearabel moment he thought he was about to cry from the stress of his helplessness.
Then, smiling from ear to ear, the doctor leaned back in her chair and lifted up her skirt. The sight nearly melted Dan's brain. She was mocking him. It was as though she was saying 'if you can show me yours, I don't give a shit. Here look at mine. Mine is even better.'
And it was. It was infinitly better. There, naked before Dan's reddened eyes, was the most perfect slit he had ever seen. There, perched at the top of two of the longest and most perfectly rounded legs, covered with black clip on stockings, that Dan had ever seen, was a pussy to die for.
Her pubic hair was black, raven black just like the long flowing raven hair that poured down her head and over her shoulders. But the hair down there was somehow just trasparent enough to let him see a glimpse of heaven. A glimpse of what had to be the hottest pocket of molten female flesh he would ever see.
Dan's mouth fell slightly open at the sight. Something inside of him broke. Was it his pride? Was it his determination to fight against this controlling bitch? Suddenly, in the sight of such magnificence, Dan felt inadequate.
"Fuck your wife now, Dan," the bitch said looking deep into his eyes and watching his resolve crumble. "Fuck the stupid bitch."
Tears fell from Dan's eyes in impotent rage as he got behind his wife and thrust with all of hi might inside of her. He slammed into her bent over form like a wrecking ball but it was really that bitch and his crappy life and his overall inadequacies that he was fucking.
But it was his poor innocent young wife beneath him who had to endure it all. Dan didn't even hear her when she yelped in shock at his rough entrance nor did he hear her noisy grunts each time he slammed into her from behind as she thrashed around in his hands like a limp ragdoll. He just wanted to fuck her. He wanted to fuck....anyone....anything.....fuck....fuck....fuck...
The force of his thrusts...the feeling of his wife's wet chamber...the sight of her white round ass flopping helplessly around beneath him...the pent up frustrations of his job, of his impotent attempts to even accomplish such a simple thing as impregnate his wife...all of these factors combined to force his cock further up inside his wife's body than he had ever gone before.
And when, after a few fevered uncontrolled minutes of this rutting, he finally pushed himself past the brink, when his member finally erupted deep inside his wife's parted cunt, the sound of the good doctor behind him chuckling and saying "that's a good boy. Yes, that's a good little boy" in a baby talk voice, so enraged him that he shoved himself up and in under his wife's upturned ass with brutal force until every last single hot drop of his reproductive juices had been forced out of his cock and inside her vagina.
When they were done Dan stepped back in shock and looked down at the sperm oozing from his wife and only then heard her gentle forlorn sobs.
Behind him Dan heard the doctor laughing softly. "Well, then. There you have it." she finally said. "Please get dressed now and pay the cashier on the way out. I have another session starting in ten minutes. Good day."
Dan pulled up his pants.
Carol pulled up her panties and tried to smooth her skirt.
Together they moved awkwardly towards the door.
"Same time next week then?" came the voice of the good doctor as she sat filling out some assorted paperwork on her desk.
"Yeah, uhm, yes" Dan managed to say as he opened the door for his wife. "Yeah, I...uhm...yeah, I guess so."
"Perfect. See you then. And don't forget to have your parking validated."
Dan could swear he heard another chuckle emanating from behind the doctors desk just as he closed the door.
Outside, in the waiting room, Dan and Carol tried to look casual as they passed the other young couples awaiting their turn with the good doctor.
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Bleak midwinters. Shane Houston supposed they didn’t get a whole lot bleaker than working Christmas Eve late shift in Cinemagic Video, frosty winds or otherwise. He glanced up from his paperback at the garishly-lit dreariness to check for customers. The drab horror of the place was only emphasised by the few decorations Arlo had cared to string casually about the shelf-tops. God, you’d think the guy might put in a little effort if he wanted to keep his business solvent. Shane had been short on...
You are a male grad student doing ancient resarch for a term paper on ancient Sumer. In the labyrinth of books you find a Sumerian translated tome. After spending a great deal of time deciphering it, and reading the entire book. You realize that you have read and developed the ability to contol the minds of others. Sweet now what
BDSMJack stared at his phone in confusion, but decided to tap on the mysterious app that had appeared. A screen is displayed. M - Mind B - Body R - Reality There's then a ToS section.
Mind ControlDave Morgan was the first of a new breed, better than any ever seen before. He was born with the potential to do anything he wanted, but without knowledge of his greatness his abilities stayed latent for most of his life. For 18 years it was just a spark at the back of his brain. There was no great event that caused the spark to ignite, it had just had enough of not being used and broke free from its prison. And so, at 9:00 am on a chilly autumn Sunday Dave woke up to discover the amazing...
Mind Control*Everything here is fiction.*Title: Club Gomorrah.Chapter One: Day One.Black, cold, painful and wet. The afterlife is a dark void of nothingness. I thought to myself. Maybe death is just you existing after you died and not being able to move or see or speak. Fuck what if someone cuts me open and takes out all my organs to see how I kicked the bucket? Does the pain go away, what if my body gets burnt to ash and I feel it for the rest of forever?“Oh good, you're awake, I was getting bored waiting...
The zamindari system was introduced by british in India. A certain area will be governed by zamindars and they are the owners of the land. They set own rules. When the British were paid with taxes they don’t mind about any despot behaviours. The Raj Thakur is one of the richest zamindar. He pays tax in advance and he is friend for most of the British generals. Their family is ruling our area generation by generation. He has taken charge at the age of 26 and now he is 32. I am Sindhu, born in...
This is a story about the things you admire, but consider unobtainable. Sometimes, those things just fade away and you remember them only in fantasies and dreams. Sometimes, though, fortune smiles and a beautiful thing falls right into your lap and your dream comes true. Life is about opportunities, and I try never to miss one. This one changed my life.There are plenty of down sides to having your c***dren associate with older k**s… not the least of which is the worry about what they’re getting...
I’ll tell you about the first time I cheated on my wife. Please read my profile for some context for my views on love and sex. I loved my wife then and, fifteen years later, I love her still. I’ve never wanted to spend my life with anyone else. That doesn’t mean I haven’t taken opportunities or shared moments with other people, though…. On with the story.I spent some time in the military, just after my wife and I had our first c***d and were married. My first duty station was overseas,...
The zamindari system was introduced by British in India. A certain area will be governed by zamindars and they are the owners of the land. They set own rules. When the British were paid with taxes they don’t mind about any despot behaviors. The Raj Thakur is one of the richest zamindar. He pays tax in advance and he is friend for most of the British generals. Their family is ruling our area generation by generation. He has taken charge at the age of 26 and now he is 32. I am Sindhu, born in the...
Shane's Christmas gets wayyyyy better, courtesy of a sexy Santa-girl.Bleak midwinters. Shane Houston supposed they didn't get a whole lot bleaker than working Christmas Eve late shift in Cinemagic Video, frosty winds or otherwise. He glanced up from his paperback at the garishly-lit dreariness to check for customers. The drab horror of the place was only emphasised by the few decorations Arlo had cared to string casually about the shelf-tops. God, you'd think the guy might put in a little...
MINDBOMB by BobH (c) 2012 - Prologue - HEATHER CONNOR: "Look, Mommy, it's Santa Claus" said Lily, tugging on my sleeve excitedly. I looked in the direction my daughter was pointing and had to smile. With his white beard, his round face and rounder stomach, the elderly man standing near the main entrance to the mall certainly looked the part. He had to be in his seventies or even his early eighties, and had obviously stepped outside to...
Bleak midwinters. Shane Houston supposed they didn't get a whole lot bleaker than working Christmas Eve late shift in Cinemagic Video, frosty winds or otherwise. He glanced up from his paperback at the garishly-lit dreariness to check for customers. The drab horror of the place was only emphasised by the few decorations Arlo had cared to string casually about the shelf-tops. God, you'd think the guy might put in a little effort if he wanted to keep his business solvent. Shane had been short on...
Oral SexIngrid knew that she might have ruined her chances of a job, an opportunity to get out of the squalor and misery of the last six months, in that fit of temper that afternoon. The miraculous letter had arrived in the morning and introduced a Mrs Petrak who wished to interview Ingrid about a job opportunity. But then she had to go to work and that bloody woman Rene just would have found an old newspaper at home ? Under the Lino?? and in it details and pictures of Ingrid at the trial two years...
MindFucker By Dorothy StrangeloveHe was my ultimate fantasy. That's a strange statement considering I'd never seen his face, but as soon as I heard his voice, that was it. I wanted him. His name was Jay Lucas, he worked on the top floor in the office, at least there was a door with his name on but he was never there. He was always calling in by phone and email, and as company secetary I often found myself taking his calls. He had the sexiest voice I'd ever heard. And one day when I took his...
INCIDENT IN MINDANAO By Shabbadew2002 Email me at [email protected] Item in a Manila newspaper (March 27, 2007) Professor, writer and peace advocate, Maricel Castaneda, 41, filed a formal complaint today alleging the military illegally arrested her during the Women’s Day on March 8, 2007 and subjected her to molestation and torture. She claims her 17-year-old son was detained, bound and forced to witness her interrogation. ?I pleaded for mercy for me and my son,? Castaneda said in her...
SEXY, SVELT, AND SINGLE MINDED Suzy is a killer; good looks and a good body. I?ve told her she is sexy, svelte, and single minded and that she makes me crazy. She tells me she will do anything for me and is submissive by nature. In many respects that?s true but she does have a way of submitting on her terms. I can be quite dominate and she loves me for that. Also she seems to like the size and taste of my cock. We will get married maybe as early as next year. But now we just live together...
Trousers on Sunday, Skirt on Monday: I was, in my girlfriend Yasmeena's view, something of a hypocrite when it came to my faith and we were having an argument about feminism and her faith and mine following Yasmeena catching me looking at the display of the local lingerie shop window. I remember her saying to me, "Dominic, you are a trousers on Sunday, skirt on Monday, type of Christian." "What do you mean by that, Yasmeena?" I asked looking at her beautiful face and the purple...
Here I sat, at my computer doing nothing that could be considered constructive towards wider society. On my computer were at least 25 windows open, some were about various animes and mangas, others were Youtube videos I had yet to finish watching, various porn sites sprinkled here and there, and of course a few pages of this site I found not too long ago, containing lots of stories, many of which I took a liking to. Overall, absolutely nothing was going on, whatsoever. Nothing interesting would...
Mind ControlWomen say that men 'have their brains in their balls and think with their dicks' and if there's a grain of truth in that (let's face it guys - there probably is) then Tracy blew my mind regularly! At home and alfresco - in the back of a black cab going home after a night out; in the cubicle of a public restroom; in the park, in the woods and on the beach - anywhere, anytime. In privacy or for an audience; although my personal favourite was after enjoying a leisurely Sunday morning breakfast...
The drone formerly known as robby lined up in three columns with 29 other drones. Some drones were left with, or had programmed into them, some kind of personality, but these were not only docile and willess, but their minds were empty, blank, slates remotely controlled by a surgically implanted chip in their brains. The drones began marching behind their handler, who had taken them off campus in a train that had now arrived at a military base of some sorts. The chip controlling them kept each...
Taylor went off with Ross after the last round on the big bed. Scarlett arrived and took Athena’s place next to Dave so the nanny could head off to her own bed. Cricket returned, too; freshly showered and smelling of jasmine. Alice spooned in behind Cricket. Julie snuggled in behind Scarlett. In the middle of the night, Dave and Cricket and Scarlett made love. He surprised himself coming in each of the women in back-to-back lovemaking sessions that tried to be quiet and not disruptive of the...
*Before you start reading and just to clarify: All characters in this story are of course at least 18 years old.* *Oh, and if you like, what you read, don't forget to like;) * I was a normal boy, living a normal life, in a small village in a completely unimportant rural area somewhere in western europe. There was really nothing special about me. I wasn't particularly strong or tall. I wasn't the smallest kid in class either, though always somewhat below-average. I was fairly thin too making it...
Mind ControlDear Literotica Readers: Some random thoughts, in no particular order, about my story that don’t seem to fit into my narrative but should help you know me better, which should help you understand the themes of my transition stories… Thank you to all of the people that have left me positive comments. I haven’t been writing the stories for public approval, however, the positive comments do warm my heart. As to those who have left negative comments, I don’t care about you. After all I have been...
In a jungle far away in time and distance was a group of people who lived a simple life. They planted seeds by the moon and they planted seed in their women also by the moon. The priests had long ago determined the best time for c***dren to emerge from their mothers was in the fifth moon. During the seventh moon, fertility grass was harvested, one stalk in the number of fingers on two hands leaving other nine stalks to fertilize the grass that helped sustain them. This grass had fine...
Raindrops pelting the dorm window and sliding along the pane in a zigzag pattern reminded Mindy of her own tears. The soft yellow glow of streetlights and the quietness of the midnight hour settled like an unwelcome burden. Wiping her eyes stopped the flow of tears but not the reason for them. Mindy’s first semester in college was turning out to be filled with emotional loneliness. She didn’t make the women’s soccer team and the lengthy email she got from Rob made it clear he had already found...
“Lies, Lies, Lies!” Mindy angrily thought to herself as she left the restaurant and got into her car. “I can’t stand myself.” She was sick with her life, and sick with lying about it. She had had what she supposed to be a perfect life, and imagined herself the envy of many. A husband who owned a successful office furniture business that allowed her to be a stay at home mom for her two beautiful girls, age twelve and fifteen. A beautiful mansion in an exclusive, gated country club. She was an...