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Monday, November 21, 2022

Open Memoir: A Single Christian Woman: Is Sex THAT Important?! Preface

SOMETHING happened to me in early life. I have blocked it. But it involved an older man. When he died, he was viewed in his home, with which I was very familiar. I walked around the house from living room to kitchen to dining room and then into the room where his casket was located. I cried harder each time that I walked through that room... I could hear somebody say, she is really upset... But in my mind, I was saying over and over and over and over: "I'm glad he's dead!" And I was crying for feeling guilty for those feelings for an uncle as well as a church leader...

SOMETHING happened to me in early life. I remember a boy looking up my dress, trying to see up my dress, telling me to stand this way or that way. I knew what he was doing. Was it part of playing?

SOMETHING happened to me in first grade. Dale Clark gave me a note: I like you, do you like me? I smiled at him--my first boy friend... Nothing happened... It was nice to have a friend who liked me.

SOMETHING happened to me in grade school. The girls got together to plan to wear shorts under our dresses...and swing on the limbs down in the woods... Boys watched...

SOMETHING happened during grade school... My Mom was working and my aunt and uncle started caring for me. I remember my uncle who called me Shorty, would tell me to clean up this plate or another. Maybe he thought he was helping since my mother worked so hard to feed us... I started to gain weight...

SOMETHING happened when my aunt and uncle moved into a larger house, maybe when I was around 5 or 6. My uncle wanted to know if I wanted to see his new barn. I remember he took my hand as we walked out the driveway. We looked around downstairs and then he took me to the second floor. Nothing was there except one chair and he said I could sit there. He bent down in front of me, and put his hands on both of my legs. He never did anything else that day. But I never went back out with him to the barn. When I told many years later, one sister started to talk about his neighbor women who were, supposedly, lesbians; the other sister declared I misunderstood... Mom was not a talkative woman on any subject; she was always working...

SOMETHING happened around fourth grade. A neighbor, Kenny, gave me my first kitten... He would sit up in the lawn of his uncle's home and wave to me on my porch--things like that... a nice "third" boy friend in my life... (Jimmy was a neighbor's grandson and we later went to school together, he was second for me to enjoy as a boy friend.)

SOMETHING happened to end that friendship. He was allowed to date and I knew I would not be...

SOMETHING happened in my teens, a cousin who carried newspapers came into the house, I was ironing. Before I realized what was happening he was saying, as he rubbed up closely against my back, "I think I'll take a break..." I stopped ironing and went to another room until he left. He was the son of that first uncle I talked about first above.

SOMETHING happened when I was visiting my grandmother. I can remember my grandfather but he died before I really got to know him. That day, an uncle was there with his children and we were all around the front porch. Dale called, "Hey Fatty"...and then asked a question, never heard because I had turned away. I remember my mother said, "Dale, your Uncle spoke to you..." I was irritated and turned to look at Mom and said, "That is not my name!" And walked away... No followup of what I did happened.

SOMETHING happened later that day, across the road. A grange building was located there and all the kids were in back of the and somebody decided to play like we were on a stage... I remember Joyce and I were at the top of the steps and moving around, lifting our skirts... I thought my sister Dee was there; she doesn't remember...

SOMETHING happened when I started Junior High. I became friends with two girls on the bus we rode to Masontown, PA. Carolyn was Catholic; Marian was the first Black person I had ever met. We became close friends. Carolyn had a boyfriend, Clyde who had a friend named Robert. I quickly developed a crush on him... We all were a group of friends... My weight remained high... I had many boy and girl friends during junor and senior high but no boyfriends. I had learned that being overweight made you..." different..." I never dated in highschool.

SOMETHING happened when I started to work in July, 1963. I had taken the standard employment tests and was offered a job in Personnel! Apparently my weight did not affect my test scores... (which I later looked up, of course! LOL)

SOMETHING happened when I started to become friends with the Director's secretary, Bettie. We became friends and she scheduled an appointment at the Student Clinic on campus... She and I were going to help me lose weight. Which I did...

SOMETHING happened as I started working and also losing weight... I began to get attention... At one time, I remember I counted that 13 men, all married, were flirting with me whenever they saw me or would even call me. knowing I answered the phone...

SOMETHING happened to me. I became aware that I must be attractive... For the first time, I saw myself as a woman "interesting" to men...

SOMETHING happened as I was answering all calls coming into the office at that time...A man said, "Will you Jack me off? "I'm sorry sir, I don't understand you, this is Personnel"... "Will you jack me off? I repeated my question. I could understand his words but didn't know what he meant. By that time, one of the employment officers had walked into my office and was listening. The guy asked again and I responded again. Finally he hung up in frustration, I guess. It happened to be that the guy in my office was called Jack. He asked me what was said and I told him. Jack started laughing, so much that he turned and left, saying I'll talk to you later. Jack and I were about the same age, but he quickly realized that I really didn't know what the guy was saying... When I later went to his office, Jack started laughing again, which bothered me, and he handed me a piece of paper. It held a word that I did not know and he told me to look it up..."

SOMETHING was very wrong. My life had been full of what you would call, perhaps, sexual abuse... (these are just the highlights of early years) And I realized when I read the meaning of the word that I was given to look up, that I was really not prepared to work in this world... And I realized something else... Everything that had happened in my life I had judged as The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly, based upon WHO the person was... Even if what was happening probably was bad for a Christian (I was baptized at age 13), but that because I loved the person, I considered it good--playing, touching, caring...

SOMETHING happened to me and I had learned that Sex was ALWAYS going to be part of it all... It seemed that Sex was THAT important in the world, and starting with my small community and church in which I grew up...

SOMETHING happened when the METOO Movement Started. I, for the first time in my life, openly stated that I was a victim! Just like so many other women and some men...

SOMETHING happened at that time. I realized that none of my family or the church had prepared me for what had happened or even seemed to care...

SOMETHING happened when a candidate for our president, was heard to say that he could grab "me," or any woman, and they wouldn't mind because he was famous... Me and thousands spoke out telling him he was wrong!

SOMETHING HAPPENED - I SAID "NO WAY COULD HE GRAB ME AND NO WAY SHOULD HE BE PRESIDENT!"

SOMETHING happened to me; I had become a woman! And I wasn't going to take anything that was made to make me feel inferior to any man... and I expected respect!

SOMETHING HAD INDEED HAPPENED... I've learned that Christian Men were NO Different that anybody else related to SEX.

And as a single Christian woman, I had already and would continue to have to deal with... S E X...

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Monday, March 31, 2014

Hot Coco by Cindy McDonald Second in Series Sure to Please Funny Bone!

Suddenly, four Thoroughbreds materialized through the mist to gallop freely through the shed row. Steam burst from their nostrils. Their eyes were wild with excitement and their manes tossed in the air. Sucking himself against the wall, Punch strained to see riders jumping from their mounts to pull them aside while the rouge renegades thundered past.

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The haze was beginning to dissipate when Mike West pulled his truck into the track parking lot. He yawned into his fist, stretched his back before he turned off the ignition, and slid from the driver’s seat. The truck expelled a deep beep, beep, when he pressed the lock button on the key ring. When he turned toward the barn area, his

eyes were drawn to a tall, leggy, blonde bombshell. She was the equal to any Playboy centerfold. His eyebrow arched and the left side of his mouth curved upward. With a bucket filled with oats, the lovely woman was coaxing a grey Thoroughbred. Interested in what she had to offer, the horse inched toward her until he came almost within her grasp. The closer the

The ornery equine jerked his head up.
His nose caught on the very edge
of the bucket, flipped it into the air, a
nd then he bolted in the opposite direction.
The blonde grappled for the spinning bucket
and the sticky oats that were flying all
around until it landed on Mike’s head.,,

Thoroughbred came, the more her blue eyes brightened and her plump lips curled in anticipation. Mike couldn’t deny such a beautiful damsel in distress. So, he sauntered toward her and her four-legged friend to assist in any way he could. The Thoroughbred stretched his nose toward the bucket to sniff the sweet oats smothered in molasses. The blonde’s eyes grew wider. Cautiously, she reached out her hand to grab the horse’s halter...

Staggering around like a poor imitation of a tight rope walker, Mike tried to pull the bucket from his head. The molasses-drenched oats dripped down his neck and over his shoulders. When she reached for the bucket, her feet became tangled which caused her to tumble into Mike and knock him to the ground. When he finally managed to yank the bucket from his head, Mike found himself nose-to-nose with the beautiful blonde, who was straddling him. Other than the oats clinging to his hair and clothes, he’d been in worse positions.

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Hot Coco

By Cindy McDonald

Now, first of all, I have to tell you that by the time I had four books read, there was one TV family who owned a large ranch, that I couldn't help but think of... Bonanza...but then I couldn't find pictures with the blond girl that I kept remembering until I found that she had been on The Big Valley! Remember those great cowboy western shows? She's on the left and I always thought she was the most beautiful woman during that time, didn't you? So, anyway, you might see these individuals in the various reviews that I'll be building this week and see if you agree I've made some good choices...LOL

Mike West couldn't see anyone else but Coco after he first saw her...Even when her true self started coming out! Oh no, she was cute, nice even...but a real klutz, both on foot and behind the wheel...She was downright dangerous! And nobody wanted her at Westwood, except Mike, when he was thinking...of her... and the word, naked, kept coming to mind... Even Shane was muttering until Mike made it clear she was hands off... Now that was fun to watch, sure, but not nearly as fun as her horses!

This one's in for me! LOL!

The track announcer kept the patrons informed. “Salty Silver Sally wins by five lengths. Looks like the Number Six horse is still standing, I mean, sitting in the starting gate.”

The John Deere tractor pulled the gate forward, to reveal the seated mare chomping on her bit like a cow on a cud. Laughing and pointing, the crowd went wild. Some even took pictures with their cell phones. Mike cupped his forehead in his hand.

Success. No fuss, no muss, and more importantly, no flipping. TLC. Maybe Coco was on to something, after all. Who would have guessed?

...thought back on Coco’s grey gelding flipping over in the stall while he was trying to saddle him. Shaking his head, he lowered the binoculars to his chest. “I don’t believe it.” He was bewildered by the sight. “We’ve got flipper and flopper.”
“What the hell do I do now?” Mike dug deep into his mind’s eye in search of an image of Coco stark naked. Nope, nothing.
The answer seemed crystal clear to Kate. “Get rid of that bimbo. She’s been nothing but trouble.”
“She’s right, Mike,” Punch said.
~~~

Now somehow Coco's grey gelding had learned how to open stalls...so every night, he would become Houdini, opening his stall and then the ones of his partners in crime and they would tear up the barn, opening and eating hay bales, etc...to create a big mess! Then they would get out and enjoy the outside! That had been just what they were doing when they ran past them at the track while they were under the care of another trainer, who was quite happy to see Mike take them off his hands... Of course, he didn't realize what he was getting into since he was not really thinking much about anything but...Coco...

So while Mike, Kate, Shane and Punch had to deal with the results of Mike's decision, Eric, owner and father, had become aware of two women--one was a nurse at the Track. She was the first woman to whom he'd been attracted since his wife had died and she'd been trying for about a year now to get him interested...

At the same time, at the track he had noticed a young woman, whose father had been the trainer giving up Coco's horses. He was a hard disciplinarian who kept Margie his daughter working day and night. Margie was infatuated with Mike, but when she saw him with Coco, she once again gave up trying to get his attention. But during all that time, Eric had noticed that Margie apparently could not read. And he offered to teach her.

Readers of Cindy's first book will have met Ava West, the ex-wife of Mike, but it is in this novel when she begins to really show what a w[b]itch she really is... Because she started to cause trouble and totally succeeded into creating a true "cat" fight for readers--if you enjoy women fighting...

This book was so much fun to read...not so much suspense, but remember to start paying attention to what each character is doing. Each book can be read separately, but there is a definite roll-forward effect if you're into the series! Watch for further reviews this week! But, if you have to limit to just one...and enjoy blatant sexuality of both sexes as they prowl...Whew! Get this one! 'Nuf said!

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Some of you may have noticed that I've started writing about books again. But I am not now accepting nor will I return to reviewing books on request. You will perhaps see that has allowed me to write more opinionated thoughts about read books... For instance, I might compare the writing of another author...or just allude to the type of book and how I respond to the topic.And, when appropriate, especially for political books, I use relevant news videos to document what is being said in the post. If I do post as a review, I will not be posting the entire blog article on sales sites. I hope you like hearing my personal thoughts more often and hope you will let me know what you think of the change, the expansion beyond a basic review... Insofar as possible, I try to bring together relevant videos or music that speaks to the issue, or which I've been led to use... In all things, now, I am about my Father's Business. I Speak Jesus--of His Love for all and of His Truth... Comments are always welcomed and will be treated with respect...

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Monday, November 21, 2022

Open Memoir: A Single Christian Woman: Is Sex THAT Important?! Preface

Monday, March 31, 2014

Hot Coco by Cindy McDonald Second in Series Sure to Please Funny Bone!

His strong hands gently smoothed down her neck, and over her shoulders and luscious firm breasts. He looked into her enticing eyes while he slipped the dress from her shoulders to expose the sexy black satin and lace bra. Her hand slipped inside his jeans to stroke the hard length of him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!...

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