Lifes' files

'I want to sire kids with you,' she said without a sign of consternation written over her face.  I was shook from the inside. Shook that a damsel did want to sire with me. She was kidding, right? Except that she wasn't. From the look of things, she meant every ounce of her speech. She was ready to marry, that is to say, implicitly.  The tension in my veins hit  terra firma . I looked at her frame again as if I had seen her for the first time. She was full of life, and desires, and meat. Her five foot frame, with a ball of steak behind her made my situation impervious. There was no denying her appeal and she knew it.  'I am game.'  I said without a flinch. 'Let's do this,  amor .' That was in 2016. I was yet to get my act together. I was broke yet people thought I was eking a living and going for the kill. Few people know the feeling in your heart, and mind when people think you have money and you don't. So I was spending nights worrying about...