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Unnecessary jealousy

Hi Dave, please conceal my identity. I’m a broadcaster and married with a child.My wife is kind, loving and hardworking. She is really content with what we have and she doesn’t compare herself to her peers. She is a graduate but not formally employed. She does her…
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Silent prayer through sex

Hi, I read a comment under one of your posts on infidelity and I tried it. David, I just need your opinion on this. The lady who commented under your post said she suspected her husband to be cheating on her, and because she had no proof, she just prayed a prayer that…
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Confused!

I am in an intimate relationship with my husband’s best friend’s wife. We realized we were attracted to each other barely a year ago. And we have tried to keep the relationship as closeted as possible. We love our husbands, so that could make us bisexuals. A few months…
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Tired of being tired

“He’s never said ‘I love you’ to me before but he sends me GHs 3000 every month, for 9 months now, to take care of myself. I have a special account for that bonus money, and I keep it hidden from all my transactions, so my husband accidentally, does not see it. I…
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Needle In The Hay

Forgiveness, we all know is a choice. It does not mean in any way that what your spouse did is okay. Can a marriage survive infidelity? Is there any way for a woman to exclusively, trust a man that has already been unfaithful to her once? Most women I know, are quick to…
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Off-Scent

A week and some days ago, I met with one of the BEAUTIFUL human beings I have ever seen my entire life. She’s a 41 years old mother of two. Truthfully speaking, she did not look anything close to 18 years mpo. I saw the true definition of beauty. She made me appreciate the…
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The boy is mine

Ever been torn between two very important decisions to make? Where you felt you were really that unsure about what to or not do? Can a man have that much clarity in a complication? What is that thing always underneath the mess of confusing thoughts that sometimes, dances on…