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I received an email [simplystylez@gmail.com] from one of my supporters who wanted me to touch a topic on the blog. She is currently dealing with a married man, and she is falling deeper and deeper for him. She wants to know what she should do about the situation
” She doesn’t even fuck him anymore, they are only together because they have a baby he’s only 2, and he’s with me all the time. The only time he isn’t with me is when he has to go home to his son. They don’t even touch each other anymore, they share a bed and don’t touch, what kind of shit is that? He isn’t happy, she isn’t happy. she has what I want, I just wish this shit could be over so I can have my man 110%. The worst part about our situation is, he can’t hold me the way I need to be held at night. Some days I just want to give up on it, but he always says or does something that makes me continue to hold on. Do you really think he will leave his wife for me? He’s been with her for 9 years but he’s been with me for five. She recently caught on to what has been going on between him and I and she called my phone. I totally denied everything, I covered my man, I’m his ride or die, i want to hold him down. Plus, the last thing I want is to be the chick that separates a man from his son, however I need him. he swears he’s ready to leave her which is music to my ears because he completes me. Recently we stopped using condoms that’s how much I love him. I’m so confused. Stylez your opinions are always strong and on point can you help me out”
-home wrecker VA” 
Ok, “Home wrecker VA” first and foremost he isn’t your man if he is still legally married. They aren’t even separated, so that’s a far cry from divorce. You have to decide if you’re mentally equipped to deal with this messy situation, which has the potential to get very ugly. You are dealing with a married man, which means not too far from him is an ANGRY WIFE. How would you feel if you found out your husband the man that took vows under God to love, honor, and cherish you, went and stepped out with the next chick. If she isn’t giving him the goodies, that’s something they need to work on, bringing a third party into the situation will definitely hurt the situation more than it can help it. 
If you really love him maybe you should take a break and just be his friend, help him through this difficult time in his life rather than expect him to be your man. You are selling your self short in the long run, because no matter what he does with you the end result is always the same. He is going back home to his wife. What he is telling you doesn’t have to be 100% true, there is obviously still some love there, for him to still be there.
Maybe its time you move on and find someone of your own. As far as the unprotected sex, that’s not wise, do you really want to have a baby with a married man? Is that a healthy situation? You said he already has a baby, how do you think your child and his current child will get along? Do you think you can be cordial with his hopefully one day “ex-wife” because she is obviously going to be a part of his life for ever, they have a child together. My advice is move on. Your young and you have time to find that special someone. If he isn’t willing to make that commitment and divorce his wife than, you are more than likely a good time for him. You deserve a man that is going to treat you like a queen full time.
We as women tend to settle for less than what we deserve, so before you give yourself to someone else maybe you should learn your worth.
Further more maybe you should consider how the wife must feel in this situation, a failed marriage has to be a hefty situation to deal with. With that said maybe you ought to give him that space to figure things out on the home front. if you and him are meant to be, than he will do what needs to be done to make that a reality. But my question is, if he will cheat on his wife with you, what happens when you become his main squeeze and he gets tired of you? do you think you can keep his attention? i’m sure his wife thought she could.
You should also be careful, because if his wife is anything like me, shes looking to beat your monkey ass for sleeping with her man. Maybe there is a reason shes been with holding the pussy. Maybe he doesn’t deserve it… what ever the reason its not your place to figure it out, nor is it in your place to take over her man, when he makes himself available for you exclusively thats when you fall head over heels. trust me, this way you will protect your heart from the b.s!!
Girl you gotta try this shit. She shot into my ear… before I had the chance to interject she started talking. Stylez I’m telling you, you haven’t fucked until you fuck on some E, girl it felt so good, my shit was soaking wet, and we connected in a way I never felt before….
TO E OR NOT TO E IS THE QUESTION?
I’d like to believe my sex game is on point without the help of any drugs. However my home girl isn’t the only person who has told me I need to try X-SEX. X-sex is sexual intercourse while under the influence of E. I’m finding that more and more people are leaning toward this party drug before laying it down. “It’s like sex in the matrix” one person explained. Sex in the matrix huh? I’m some what of a risk taker. I like to experiment with life. So when my home girl passed me the pill shaped as a star, I didn’t trip, I just put in my bag and kept it moving. “x-sex” I said to myself, shrugging it off.
I made it to my apartment and got my clothes together for work in the morning. 
No sooner than I made it home did my phone begin to ring “girl did you take it yet? Is your boo around? Just make sure you take it when he’s around you don’t wanna mess with that stuff with no dick supply” I laughed before cutting her conversation short “ I’m not fucking with you, lol you’re a damn druggy, I’m bout to jump in the tub, I’ll call you tomorrow. I hung up. I wasn’t thinking bout the pill in my bag until she reminded me about it, I went to my bag and emptied in onto my bed, the yellow pill fell out. “x sex” I said to myself. my curiosity was rising, I needed a test dummy. Someone I could give the pill to, but still observe the effects. That’s when it dawned on me, my homie kesh was coming over and she was down for whatever 99.9% of the time. I took my bath excitedly; Daddy Dick was coming over too. The nasty wheels in my mind were churning! An hour passed. I was nursing a glass of Bacardi and cranberry when my bell rang. It was Kesh, 20 minutes after her arrival Daddy dick arrived. Daddy dick went straight to the bathroom. He’s one of those guys that has to take a shower the moment he steps in the house. “Kesh” I called for her to join me in the kitchen where I was preparing a x and rum cocktail. I want you to try this for me; I motioned for her to take a cup. “what’s in it?” she asked suspiciously. She knew I was up to something and she was excited. I thought of a lie but decided against it, I wanted everyone to be willing participants.
‘Chanel gave me an E pill today and I want to see if it works like she said” Kesh started smiling. Kesh is the only woman I trust enough to fuck my man, and I could hardly wait. I was excited to watch daddy dick tear her ass up but I also wanted to see the side effects of the pill.
We drank for a while, DD eventually came out of the bathroom and joined us. Kesh took half of the pill while we were in the kitchen and about 15 minutes later we were all in my bedroom Kesh eyes getting lower and lower. Legs were opening wider and wider, she was inviting us. The E was kicking in. “baby?” I looked at DD, his attention still on the pair of open legs on my bed “I want you to fuck kesh and I want to watch” I requested. by now kesh was READY. Don’t get me wrong, she is a full fledged freak but the things I seen her and my honey do, AMAZING. So I might have punked out and not tried the X but the show I got to watch was magnificent X-sex isn’t for me but it’s definitely interesting to watch. Have you ever had X-SEX? I’ve heard some horror stories, luckily my story ended with my dude satisfied my homie dickmatized and me with a great story.
He tried entering the apartment as quietly as possible. She was sitting up in the dark on the king sized bed they had just purchased, anxiously awaiting his arrival. “I’m almost there” he murmured to himself, as he slowly closed, and locked the door behind him. “Where have you been nigga? Its 4 o’clock in the morning” she spewed. He could tell by her monotone voice she wasn’t happy. “Babe I was with the fellas, we went to the dinner after the game” he stumbled over his words as he struggled to explain why he was so late. “Really?” She exclaimed, all the while reaching to turn on the nightlight they received from his mother as housewarming gift just weeks prior. “I must look like boo-boo the god damn fool, take off your clothes” she demanded. Harnessing the most confused look ever he repeated her request to confirm he heard correctly “take off my clothes?” By now she had climbed towards the edge of the bed, his pelvic area directly aligned with her face. “Drop your draws, and let me smell your dick”…
My home girl hit me the other night at around 4:15am which meant either one of two things. Someone was about to get hurt, or someone got hurt already. “Girl this nigga must think I’m stupid” she spat into her phone. I sucked my teeth, I so desperately wanted to go back to sleep, I had to wake up at 7 am and she was cutting into the final hours of bonding time between me and my bed. “girl he came in my house at 4 in the morning, come telling me he went to some diner with the fellas, he wasn’t at no god damn diner, but he definitely ate, he came in my house smelling like ivory soap and pussy, you know I’m allergic to ivory soap, you know the only soap we use up in here is dove, he couldn’t even be a smart dog and travel with our brand, he washed with the bitch soap like I wouldn’t notice the scent, not to mention I smelled her pussy on his breath, like? What? she didn’t have colgate, some Listerine or something?”
by now, I knew sleep for me was over, my friend was in a crisis and regardless of whether or not I wanted to deal with it, she didn’t really present me with a choice. “Mel, back the story up for me bout 3 notches, did you say he smelled like ivory soap?” I was confused and needed clarification. I was praying she wasn’t saying what I thought she was saying, “yea girl I smelled his dick and it smelled just like ivory soap and coochie…
” I zoned out from her rambling into my own scene of thoughts. I could never understand why females go the extra mile to prove a man is cheating, grandma would always tell me suspicion is enough, if you suspect the man is cheating, and he’s walking in the house during wee hours of the … chances are he’s cheating. That’s like paying a private investigator or some shit to confirm what you already suspect. FOR WHAT? That kind of defeats the purpose of being in a relationship. We all know trust is one of the major factors in any healthy relationship, well if you have suspicions and your running around snooping through his phone, and smelling his genitals there is definitely a lack of trust. Fellas this goes for you too, I have a few male friends that snoop through cell phones and check emails etc.
If you are unsure about the security of your relationship than maybe you need to reevaluate why you got in the relationship to begin with… What do you think? Do you think its ok to go through your partners cell phone check emails of sniff genitals, if you have a suspicion they are creeping, or do you just confront them and move forward>?
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I was intrigued by his business skills, his name was buzzing and I needed to know why, who is this guy I thought to myself, all the while looking him up. He wasn’t a dime or anything but what he lacked in physical appearance he made up for with his business skill. After asking around, I finally retrieved homeboys info. He was excited to hear from me, he tried to put on a front, but I could tell. After a great conversation and a touch of flirtation, we decided to link, however we couldn’t agree on a meeting spot. It was late and we both had just gotten off from work, finally we agreed on a street to meet up. 23rd street.
After I took care of the last of my work for the evening I ventured off to 23rd street to meet my potential business connect. I took him for pizza, I did invite him out so the bill was on me, however, I wasn’t trying to spend real money so Pizza would suffice I thought to myself. I wrapped up everything I needed to say at the pizzeria, I was tired and wanted to enjoy my weekend off, it was a friday night. I must say after seeing ole boy in person I knew it was just going to be business, although I was attracted to him physically. His smile was seductive and alluring, his eyes seemed so honest and trusting. “Let’s go to a bar” he suggested. Against my better judgment I Gave caution to the wind and decided to venture off to the bar with my new friend. It was amazing, we shared our spoken word, talked about music and politics I was just about into him when we ordered our first round of drinks.
Now I knew I couldn’t hold my liqour, knew that my limit was one, but I wanted to impress him, so when he ordered the 2nd sex on the beach double shot I accepted and downed it. 4 drinks later I was all over him in the lounge . Now normally I don’t kiss, but this night was different, and the liquor was in control. I needed to feel his lips and it was beginning to feel like both sets of my lips needed service.
{SHAMELESS PLUG: LIPSERVICE WITH ANGELA YEE, DJ WONDER AND ME ON PRODUCTION EVERY THURSDAY 8-10PM #SIRIUS/XM-SHADE45} The fourth and final drink took me over the top. My wild counterpart took over, Shawna and stylez exited the scene to make room for Goldie. Goldie is the nasty bitch inside me, and despite what some woman say we all have that nasty side some people just explore it more than others. With Goldie in the drivers seat of my body: “Let’s go” I suggested wanting to walk, I so desperately needed the fresh air. My mind was set on making it home however my body had other plans. I was in no shape to make it home alone, and definitely in no shape to stay with him. I was trying to keep it together, however one kiss led to another and that kiss led to the hotel, the next kiss landed us in the elevator and the kiss after that was between my legs.
My drunken stupor led goldie to a hotel room, legs cocked open and my new friend was going in. I blacked out. Now ladies…. I have a question. I know for sure I’m not the only woman that gave out some drunk cooch before, definitely on a tasteless night, but I fell asleep during the head, is that normal? When I woke up we were naked in the bed him spooning me. A little embarrased I looked to him for reassurance “we didn’t…” He smiled back at me. “We did” he took the drunk pussy… A night you don’t remember smh… Ladies gents have u ever had a night where you just don’t remember what happened? 
To this day I don’t know if dudes pipe game was on point, he is the reason I have a 1 drink max! I may do two if I’m with “safe” company. But seriously. Have you ever woken up with someone and u have no idea wtf went down? Lol
You guys know I am emotionally unbalanced right? Lol well this week has started off rough but I’m making it through. I’ve been enjoying time with my shorty, feels good to kick it and just have fun, no day job, no sirius, just fun on the weekends. This time I’m keeping things under wraps sorry guys but this situation is just for him and I. But I’d be lying if I said it didn’t feel amazing. I need to give him a name for the purpose of blogging. I’ve cleaned out the phone book, erased the bench players. its getting heavy. What’s more refreshing is, he goes so hard to make sure I’m happy, and everyday he tells me how lucky he is… Niceeee!!!! Love when a man knows how to appreciate a woman.
Any who the book is coming along great. Speeding through these chapters, my editor is on stand by and this morning I bumped into a very good business friend on the train. I moved into his neighborhood. We parlayed and talked on the train and well hopefully he will help me with this publishing deal. I’m excited. Hella excited. Writing this book is therapeutic the main character is growing I’m developing her persona more and more each day. Its definitely going to be a dope read when it finally drops…
Ight I’m here at sirius till midnite than home to phone jones 
Night yall…
Where the hell do I begin? Okay let’s start with saying. Yesterday was absolutely retarded. What started off a frustrating day ended quite interesting to say the least. I can’t go into specifics but I will say 3 SOMES ROCK!!! lol
So any who after a lunch date with a great friend I’ve decided to make the main character like a super character. Give her characteristics from myself along with some of my close female friends. Shit, this book is going to be jammed packed with juice!!! I feel good this morning. Ever since I started writing I’ve been feeling so free. I’m just happy I can share my writing process with you. Tomorrow starts my week at sirius. Wed- saturday. shout outs to my boy V-Stylez, he is so amped about this project we have coming out i can hardly wait to hear the finished product. You guys are taking the journey of writing a book with me, and honestly I wouldn’t rather a better group of friends:
I feel like sharing an excerpt from chapt 1. page 3 first draft
“my brother Kamahi the oldest of my mother’s children ran away to Harlem, to stay with grandma. I guess after the last beating daddy gave momma, that nigga’ just couldn’t take it any more. There was blood everywhere that night, “Momma must have really fucked up”, is what remember thinking. Daddy was furious when he came in, and he had a pipe in his hand. He and momma argued for a little while, before mama started screaming. Like a scene from a horror movie, blood was everywhere, daddy was calm, a little too calm for a person that just beat the mother of his child. He lit his Newport and, began taking long drags of the cancer stick. “Next time, you better not pop, without me.” He said exhaustedly, massaging his right wrist with his left hand, all the while never letting the cigarette drop from his crusty white lips. He rambled on, “you always trying to get slick, you smoke my shit, and then tried to lock me out? Bitch you must be crazy” Mesha ran to mommas aid, but it was already too late daddy was standing over mama with the same pipe he walked in with, Shayla call 911 Mesha started screaming, mommas bleeding from her head. I loved my mother but I didn’t want to get involved, the last time I accidentally got involved in a fight my mother and father had, I ended up being a human shield. Mama was sick of David, she took a lot from him but she was growing tired. I just wanted to say goodnight, she was in the kitchen boiling water, I figured she couldn’t sleep and woke up for some sleepy time tea, whenever one of us couldn’t sleep she would always fix some sleepy time tea and it always worked, maybe mama needed some tea I remember saying to myself, I entered the kitchen and gave my momma a long hug, I hadn’t seen her smile in awhile and I hated to see mama unhappy. As my mama began to hug me back the first of the three locks on our apartment door unlocked, he was home. Mama scooted me to my room, but I wanted to say good night to daddy too. I inched a few steps away from the kitchen in anticipation of daddy’s entrance. He opened the door, adorned with a huge smile, the smuggest expression I’ve ever seen on his big face. “I’m home” he exclaimed. No sooner than he entered the apartment did Mama Come barging out of the kitchen “you filthy mother fucker, you think I wouldn’t find out huh? You think I wouldn’t find out about that bitch Derrick? I’m so fuckin tired of your shit” before I could move out of the way, daddy grabbed me, he must of saw the pot of water in mamas hands before I did. Mama wasn’t making tea; she was boiling water for daddy. Mama was infamous for trying to take daddy out; she once stabbed him in the kidney, now she was trying to scold him. “put my daughter down” she screamed “, he didn’t flinch, he got a better grip on me and dared my mother to throw the water “go ahead show Shayla how much you love her, throw the hot water april” april was the name my father gave my mothers angry personality. When ever she got angry he got to calling her april. My mother was focused “I’m going to tell you one more time David, put my fucking daughter down, she has nothing to do with this” my mama and daddy were going back and forth and I was crying, not because I was hurt, but more because I was scared. I didn’t want them fighting again. Every day was an argument; every night was a make-up session. “I’m not putting shit down, you want to burn me? Well than you are going to have to burn the both us, you crazy bitch” they went back and forth like that for a while, Mama eventually poured the water out, and daddy eventually put me down. As I was thrown to the couch, I looked at my father, his features similar to mine, I gave him a piercing stare, my eyes were glazed, I was full of fury :“I HATE YOU” I said concisely, he looked at me, his face bewildered, he couldn’t believe what he had heard “ what did you say to me little girl?” My momma’s blood was boiling inside me, I felt bold, felt the need for him to hear me clearly, I repeated myself “I HATE YOU DAVID”-
Raeshoana “Mz. Stylez” Carter
“NEVER LET SOMEONE THAT HAS NO IDEA WHAT YOU’RE DOING STOP YOU FROM PERSUING IT. WOULD YOU FOLLOW A “HOW TO DO’ BOOK WRITTEN BY AN AUTHOR THAT KNEW AS MUCH OR LESS ABOUT THE TOPIC AT HAND AS YOU DID? I HOPE NOT. HAVE A GREAT DAY YALL”- @QUESTMCODY
Writing this book is consuming me. In a good way. I find my self so focused. I made it to chapter 5 this Sunday and I must say I’m excited. I’m releasing all of my demons in this book. The things I’ve done I’m not proud of the people who have hurt me and taken from me. So much thought has been put into this project, I really feel like this by far is one of my greatest accomplishments. “FROM PAIN TO POWER- setting my self free” I’ve been playing around with different titles, trying to come up with the best fit for the book and so far that’s what I’ve come up with. A close friend of mine asked me, “What is the purpose of writing a book about my life? Do you think people will buy the book stylez?” she asked. And, well honestly, It’s not about if people buy my book or not. It’s really about me healing. I’m sure some people will have negative feed back, but I’m prepared. I’m taking the painful memories I have and I’m transforming them. I’ve never spoken out; I’ve kept things bottled up for so long. Further more if one person reads my book and it impacts them than my job is done. There are so many women out there who have experienced what some of the things I have, who don’t speak out or who can’t speak out. So I’m going to stop being a pussy, I’ve promised to tell my story, and that’s what’s been taking up the bulk of my time. Good bad or indifferent this book, is my truth. So for all of you who think you know…. YOU HAVE NO IDEA