My 'school' Was Family Law, I Learned My 'lesson'

I graduated law school and specialized in family law. I was going to save all the women being ditched by their no good husbands. I wasn't married myself. Case after case after case of women who didn't live up to their marital bargain. No sex was at the root of most divorce cases. Not keeping or making a home, spending out of control, running back to mommy. I HAD to represent them, but really they needed to get the fucking from the divorce they deserved.

No man I ever met wants the dirty laundry in their face, get a cold back in bed, and an empty bank account. Men eventually find a warm moist pussy, a smile and a hot meal, and ditch their wives. In my opinion, well deserved ditching.

One day I quit representing women. Quit the family law business all together and got certified in Trusts and Estates and kept my sanity. I met and married a man, cooked and kept a clean house, presented myself for him, had my two and half kids. My husband is king as far as I'm concerned. The 'lesson' learned from my family law days is my rudder. I'm not getting my ass tossed out in the trash.

A man marries to have a wife, and gladly works his ass off for his wife and kids. A woman has the other half of the deal, her marital obligations. He does his job, I do mine. Fifty fifty. He works his ass off, I keep a home and make children. And getting down on your knees and show him respect and deference cements you to him. No man throws a woman out when she's got his dick in her mouth.

Telling it like it is.