The Tragic End Of My Cheating Wife Due To Her Addiction For Bigger Men:
Lori Donny
They say that if you were once a smoker you will eventually crave smoking again, it's just a matter of when, and I assume the same behavioral pattern is true for shameless cheaters with hungry kinks to be satisfied.
Addiction is a fierce enemy, and a bestfriend. You can't live with it and you can't live without it. Addiction is that urge that keeps you up at night, that feeling in your gut that won't let you sit still. You can look at yourself in the mirror with your sad eyes staring back at you, begging for this to be your last — really your last?
Before you know it, you will be back in full swing and the circus continues.
My wife was a victim of such a circus of shame or her own failing. The indulgence of her addiction made her saw pretty colors treating her eyes to emerald green, sunflower yellow, tangerine orange, and gaudy red but SADLY, she failed to see the moon is only half full, surely a sign that she have only half considered the consequences of her colorful indulgence.
For me, it was only a start on my road to my own redemption.

