Santa Max
by MsLoveLee
This move was a big step for me. After being married for
thirty years I finally had my kids raised and was left without a life, neither
personal, professional, nor sexual as we'd been living apart in the same house
for two years. I finally made the decision to leave and make my own way again.
Needless to say, much was my own fault as I tolerated the neglect and did so
from personal fears and the loathing to be on my own with two kids, but none
the less, as I approached my thirty year anniversary I kept asking myself,
"Do you want another thirty years like this?" and the answer came
back every time as "fuck no!".
