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Leave it to Diddy to release a sexy fragrance that stirs up controversy even before it hits stores. If you think Sean John's new cologne is Unforgivable, check out the following unforgivable stories of sex, passion and love.
About two years ago my best friend planned to take his girl out on splashy date for her birthday, and asked me to take out her best friend. I agreed, even though the plan included hiting up a Broadway show, where the tickets are $60 dollars each. Yes, that means I was spending $120 to be a wingman. But this was for my homeboy, and I thought maybe something would spark between and the "winggirl".
We saw the Lion King and it was incredible. We sat in the side balcony seat, and actors during the show came to our box and performed. Again, it was incredible.
I never trusted my girl around other men. I knew she loved me, but she was a certified dime and naive to how attracted guys were to her. Bad combination. During the time we were together we had many arguments about her allowing guys to drive her home, take her to lunch, and other activities she felt were innocent.
After being together for two years, she told me she was taking a trip to Cali for a special program her job enrolled her in. With her would be a few co-workers, and they would all stay in the same hotel. I still felt jealous about her being in such situations, alone with men, but I played it cool and didn't say anything. Plus, we were going through tough times with each other, and I didn't want her to leave on a bad note.
I was married with a child and I was deployed to Balad Air Base in Iraq. Thinking that I had the perfect wife, I thought I had nothing to worry about. Also, she was staying with relatives while I was gone and she wasn’t alone.
Towards the end of my deployment I noticed that the money in my account was disappearing really fast. I called from Iraq to let her know she was spending too much money and she told me to stop trippin. However, I was the only one working and I was at war.
I've been seeing a man for the last 9 months but I've known him for many years. I knew from the beginning that he was already seeing someone and living with them. When we were friends, I never expected anything serious to happen between us. However, months later I find myself “dangerously in love” with him and later on, broken-hearted.
See, I just found out yesterday that he moved out of the house he was sharing with his girlfriend- but he moved two weeks ago! He said he didn't tell me at first because he didn't want me to think that this meant he did it for me, or that we'd be exclusive now.
For the last few months he's continuously told me that he loves me and is in love with me and needs me in his life. I've tried leaving him so many times only to find it impossible.
I was nineteen and about to be a sophomore in college when I started hanging out with this girl.I liked her but I was sort of lying to myself, thinking, “She’s got a man who she loves, and I don’t want to come between them”. I was kinda timid back then.
Well, we came back from the summer, and she’s at a party at my man’s place and we start messing around. Turns out she’s still has real strong feelings for the dude because she was raped and he helped put her life back in perspective after. Now, I’m like head over heels because I don’t know any better and she’s still hanging out with his friends at his house.
All his boys had friction with me and my people, and it didn’t help that one of my boys, Jay, runs the school newspaper and uses every issue to take shots at John.
My senior year in high school was supposed to be sweet. I was going to finally get away from home, my boyfriend and I were totally in love, plus my grades were great and tuition was free. The only thing I thought I had to worry about was fighting to be Valedictorian. NOT!
In late November I find out I’m pregnant. No real big surprise, we were sexing like rabbits with no protection. I, with my naïve self, wasn’t worried beforehand, because he assured me I was the only one for him and “pulling out” would keep me out of trouble. Dumbest shit EVER, in hindsight. But I had no idea what I was going to do. I was headed to college, had always been the “good girl” and was too afraid to tell my parents. He tried to talk me into an abortion. I told him I’d think about it, but in the meantime he was going to ask his mother for the money for whenever I “finally came to the right decision”. ASSHOLE!
I get home from school a few days later and my mother is looking like she wants to knock my block off. Turns out, he had asked his mother for the money, she called MY mother and told her the situation, making it sound like I was hounding HIM for the abortion money. I tried to explain, but she wasn’t hearing it, which is pretty understandable considering the story she heard. My mother is totally against abortion and hearing that I was the one pushing for it broke her heart. Plus, there was no reason for her to believe anything I said when she had to hear about me being pregnant from someone else. I was so sick about her reaction. My mother had never talked to me like that before. I felt like the trashiest slut in America after she was done and this continued for WEEKS.
It started as an immature fling when we were still in middle school. Time went pass and what was once a fling became a lasting high school relationship.
We went through the struggles of life together. She was abused by a cousin who had parental rights over her. My family and I helped her escape that situation. I pledged my life to her as she did to me. I was her first kiss and the one who also took her virginity. In a sense she took mine because it wasn't until I was with her that I experienced true pleasure, which led to true love.
She had a miscarriage during my senior year, which led to lack of communication on her part and an eventual break-up. I went to the military. Returning home I made it my mission to see her. She pledged I was the only one she could be with and have sex with. This was the lie that forever would change our lives.
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