CORRECTIONS OF THE PAST

Simplicity

"If shit could just be so simple it would be Wouldn't it?"

Well, that's what folks often ask themselves as a way of explaining the bullshit they often endure. It's like a saying to pinpoint that nothing is easy unless it's supposed to be.  Or the well-known saying God doesn't give you more than you can bear. But after a while even that gets played out and reality is just that...REALITY. Cold, gritty, evil survival of the fittest and if you're lucky you may just get a taste of the rainbow somewhere along the timeline of your life.

After that night both Zac and Fatima did the walk of shame into their respective homes. Each one thinking about the other as they were presented with the reality and state of their current relationships upon entering their homes. It would be weeks before they would actually bump into one another. And a chance in time that they would be able to reconcile but hey fairytales do happen. Right?

Fatima walked into her house and just like she expected her girls were up watching tv.

Cheynia had a stomach-ache and woke up Sh'Ani after noticing their mom wasn't in her bed nor was, she home. After giving her sister some tea Sh'Ani decided to sit on the couch watching tv until Fatima came home. Upon hearing this Fatima goes to the kitchen retrieving some medicine and a drink to help wash it down.

After getting both girls settled back into bed Fatima heads to her room to get herself situated for the night. Walking past a sleeping Ian Fatima couldn't help but screw up her face and roll her eyes at the sad sight before her.

How the fuck did I marry that? she asked herself.

Walking to her closet grabbing her towel she quickly walks to the bathroom turning on the shower. Looking in the mirror she smiles. Pulling her hair up she inspects her neck the left side first and then the right side no marks she gazes down and looks on both shoulders no marks. She then pulls her shirt off next her bra. Inspecting her nipples, she twists one as she feels the tingle between her legs with the warmth and wetness that radiates as she thinks about the mystery man Zac. Grabbing both breast her breathing has a slight shallowness to it, as she closes her eyes biting down on her bottom lip, she roughly squeezes feeling hornier than she could ever remember being.

Shaking her head, she continues looking over her body knowing she has a mark left somewhere the way that man licked and sucked on her. Finding nothing she removes her panties and as she reached to pick them up, she notices a bright burgundy mark off the side of her vagina and thigh area on the right side.

Bingo, she yelps while quickly grabbing her mouth listening to see if she woke up Ian.

Opening the door peering out she sees Ian in the same position he was when she walked in. Satisfied that Ian is still asleep Fatima turns on the shower and enters.

As soon as Zachary backed into his parking spot and turned off his car, he knew bullshit awaited him on the other side of the door.  Walking into his home seeing Karen in the kitchen, he knew he was right.

So, this what we are doing now Zac?

What are you talking about Karen?

I'm talking about just leaving without saying anything! I woke up and you were gone.

Oh, so now you care. Now, you notice. Let me guess you must need something because you don't notice me any other time. Is that right Karen I'm right, aren't I? Zac yelled.

I don't know what the hell you're talking about! I was coming to get something to drink and noticed you weren't on the couch. You're NOT all that! I don't need shit from you I was just concerned that's what a wife does worry about her husband, Karen tried to explain.