It's Not My Fault

I was driving home from work when the text came in. Aww. It was from my love, Lil’ Chuckie. “Cuddle tonight?” it read. Though I was excited to reply, I was also flying down the freeway, and figured I had better wait until I was l at a stop light to do so. I was feeling pretty beat up, having just worked my second shift at my job, after spending an entire year working online. Like the rest of…

“Asterisk, wake up. We are going to be late. We have to get ready.” I grabbed a pillow and threw it over my head. Bubble had spent the night and we stayed up much too late drinking beer and dancing to Taylor Swift.

“I feel like shit. You go without me.” I was annoyed that I had let her stay over to begin with. There was no way in hell I wanted to spend another day with her.

“You can’t…

The Prince had been out of the pen about a month, and staying in my apartment for less than a week. The Covid lockdown had just hit. I was temporarily out of work, and spending all my time at home. The Prince was still going into his job, as I spent my days cooking, cleaning and doing whatever I thought would make his life more comfortable.

That evening The Princecame through the door and as…

What’s the worst thing you’ve ever said to anyone? (a set up)

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Finally after six long months, I was graduating my court ordered drug and alcohol classes. Getting a DUI in California was a big deal. Even a first offense would change your entire life for three years. I don’t recommend it.

Anyway, I arrived that night to my final class ready to sit through another boring two hour lecture, and to say goodbye to my fellow offenders.

I walked inside, signed…

I’ve been kind of in a funk this past week, I started my period and that always throws me off. But more than that, the collective energy of the world has been weighing on me.

Now don’t get me wrong. I hated the way the world was, it wasn’t working before. I was tired and drained all the time, the thought of a different society gives me hope… Well, you know if they don’t kill most of us…

I waited in line for a good forty minutes outside, before waking through the metal detector. After showing my ID, I was given a form to fill out with an inmate number on it. I already had it memorized.

Once I had been checked in, I walked the long path through a courtyard to the visiting area. It was a located inside a large metal room filled with small dividers. Inside each divider was a…

It was partially through one of our extremely expensive, hour-long jail calls, that The Prince made a confession to me.

“Will you put money on my books tomorrow?” he asked.

“Yes, I already said I would.”

“I need $100,” he reminded me.

“Okay.”

Now, even though I was paying for most of the phone calls, The Prince was still covering the majority of his expenses in jail. He had me…

It was about a month ago when I hit up the brewery with my pal, Penny. I hadn’t been out of my apartment since this entire Covid shit hit and I was desperate to get some cold brew.

We hopped into the Uber together when an odd feeling hit me. I leaned over to my friend, “How do I look?”

“You look fine, why?”

“I look really hot in this dress, right?” I asked for confirmation.

“You…

The Prince had been out of jail for over a week. Even though I had endured a long six months awaiting his release, I now had to wait three more weeks for his family to fly back home before I could see him. He had been staying with them at a local motel. 

The Prince’s parents were here to help him get his life back on track after his release, and I must admit, I was actually amazed by how many…

In my last story, I told you guys about how The Prince threatened to kill me. But maybe it wasn’t fair to leave it that way, because one time he actually saved my life.

We had been friends for a long time before our relationship became sexual. Once we had begun sleeping together the dynamics completely shifted.

We spent about six weeks having weekend date nights, becoming sexual increased…

I’m a Dumb Slut, Because Smart Whores Get Paid

“I’m a Dumb Slut, Because Smart Whores Get Paid!” This was the first story I wrote that was ever shared! Still one of my favs! If you like the video, share it with all your friends xoxo

This story is in the first book, “It’s not my fault. Self Discovery & Admission” by Wendi Bear

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Today I want to tell you all about the last time I talked to The Prince. Now I’m not saying that he isn’t still lurking around, he is! But I’m talking about the last actual conversation we had, where I knew for certain it was time to quit.

It was a Friday night, Bubblecouldn’t hang out so I was bored and alone with my son. Him being a teenager, would spend his time in his room, playing video…

It was the weekend after The Prince and I slept together for the first time. We had been friends for many months but just took our relationship to the next level.

I went to work that Saturday excited and happy. The Prince had invited me to a barbecue and for the first time I was about to meet some of his friends. I made sure I had a babysitter for my kids that weekend. It had been a long time…