So marriage can be this sweet?
so sex can be this enjoyable?
No wander some young girls could not wait for there husband to marry them before tasting what sex is
Donald is really a God sent to me, I wouldn't have asked God for a better man than him, if i was given the opportunity to
My name is Prisca and my experience as a married woman is a quiet lesson to learn from
Donald Loved everything about me though he was not always Ok with my regular church going and my intense prayer life, as he was not a churchy type of Christian
But he wasnt stopping me and he was coping with everything
Life was so beautiful because Donald was rich and we did not lack anything a stable family will need
How things began to turn opposite was and is still a mystery
After 2 years into our marriage, Things began to turn upside down
nothing I ever did was pleasant in the eyes of Donald
he wouldn't hesitate to scold me at any little chance
some times he wouldn't come home for 2 days and when finally come, he'll be shouting at me and wouldn't even want to give an explanation where he went to
all of this were eating me up but in a bid to maintain my marriage and build my home, I had to keep quite and endure all of them as they come
I had this feeling that Donald was cheating on me but I couldn't confront him since I wasn't sure and beside I wouldn't want that to scatter my marriage
All my anger was channelled back to God, why he wouldn't let me have my own child all this years
I was really under pressure from Donald and his parents
Everyday and night I do cry to God to bless my womb with a child even if the child will be handicapped but it seems God was not hearing my prayers
Depression as always been the order of each day for me
Thank God for Princess who was my child hood friend
she was the only person I would run to when it gets though
My ordeal all started the day Donald's mother came visiting
I wasn't around when she arrived
when I came back from church, I went straight to the room to change up as I thought Donald won't be around as he always go out with his friends every Sunday afternoon
but surprisingly I heard his voice from the room laughing with a female voice I couldn't figure out who she was, because Donald didn't mention to me that his mother will be coming
I finished changing what I wore to church and rushed down stairs to prepare something to eat as I was very hungry and also to check the mature feminine voice talking with Donald in the sitting room
as I got down stairs, surprisingly it was Donald's mum
'Good afternoon mummy', I greeted
