ENTER THE WORLD OF MONICA S. MARTINEZ
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SEASONAL HUSBAND
“I am not his prisoner. I will not wear shackles.”
CHAPTER 1
Spring 2000 – Opening my eyes
“Baby boy I need you to stay up here with your brother. Under no circumstances do you come downstairs. Understand Jr.?” “Yes Mommy, why do you and Daddy fight so much?
Why is Daddy angry all the time?”
“Listen to me I need you to stay here. Promise me you will stay here.”
Oscar Jr. promised. I turned the television on full blast to prevent the kids from hearing me and Sr. arguing yet again. After giving birth to my second child (three months ago), the fighting was more consistent. Sometimes we fought every day. Oscar Sr. became even more obnoxious than he was before. In his mind I was trapped for life. He thought he could do whatever he wanted without consequences.
As soon as he pulled in the driveway I was ready for his non-sense. He stormed through the door. His eyes were full of fury. This argument was over the fact I was spending a lot of time away from home. I was giving Oscar a taste of his own medicine and he didn’t like it.
“You think you can just go out? Acting like you’re not the mother of our two kids? Only whores go out. Do you hear me? No one wants damage goods Angie. You have two kids now. You will forever belong to me.”
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DULCE DE LECHE
Hotel Room
Monica Martinez
The place was in Jersey, a location no one would know about. I had never visited a place like this before. This was going to be the first time; I’ve never cheated on my husband of fifteen years. I was scared and shaking inside but it didn’t prevent me from going to meet him…
We met at a convention we both attended in New York City back in October. The laws of attraction took heed from the moment we laid eyes on each other. There he stood 5’11, 175 lbs, curly black hair which was pushed back. He had a full beard and mustache, neatly upon his boyish face. His dark eyes had me mesmerized as he looked me over from head to toe. He had riled something inside of me, which hadn’t been disturbed in such a long time. I tried to avoid the feelings as I walked past him.
Damn, I was confronted once again with him on my way back from the bathroom. He extended his hand out to me “I’m Calvin,” he said as I went for the handshake.
“I’m Alexis.”
“Pleasure to meet you Alexis” he said placing a kiss on my hand. My pussy creamed as I pulled away. I had to get away from him. I was almost positive he knew what was happening in between my thighs.
“My pleasure Calvin but if you’ll excuse me I need to get back to my booth.”
We talked briefly. The lower part of my body screamed for his touch as I tried to be nonchalant and cordial, after all it was our very first meeting. I noticed the ring on his left finger. Damn it to hell, this was gonna be harder than I thought as I saw the lust forming in his eyes.
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TWISTED CHERRY
Father:
I entered the church, sat down in a pew and recited a prayer to
my rosary.
“I believe in God, the Father Almighty, creator of Heaven and earth; and in Jesus Christ. His only Son our Lord, Who was conceived by the Holy Spirit, born of the Virgin Mary, suffered under Pontius Pilate, was crucified, died, and was buried. He descended into Hell; the third day He rose again from the dead; He ascended into heaven, and sitteth at the right hand of God, the Father almighty; from thence He shall come to judge the living and the dead. I believe in the Holy Spirit, the holy Catholic Church, the communion of saints, the forgiveness of sins, the resurrection of the body and life everlasting.”
“Our Father, Who art in heaven, Hallowed be Thy Name; Thy kingdom come. Thy Will be done, on earth as it is in Heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen.”
“Hail Mary, full of grace. Our Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death. Amen.”
Father John walked in and interrupted my prayer. “Catalina, may I have a word with you in the chambers?”
“Yes father.”
I followed him. This had been our routine for the past few months. The moment Father John closed the door behind me. He locked it. He pushed me against the wall. He lifted my robe, rubbed his fingers across my sweetness. John kissed me full of lust. I moaned in pleasure.
We needed to be careful; after all we were breaking the rules. I was a virgin coming into the church. However, each and every time I saw father John I had lustful feelings. I tried to avoid the feelings. I even went to confession and spoke with another priest about the issue. The priest warned me not to move forward and to pray for me to be strong.
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