Bøger af Sabrina Elb Scales

Behind these bricks, life comes at you fast. And whether you're here by choice or circumstance, there are lessons to be learned as well as taught. Nobody knows The Bricks better than the women who live between them. These are their stories of lessons, blessings, love, and loss, brought to you brick by brick. The choice to look back in order to move forward was the easiest choice I'd ever made. I'd spent my whole life not truly knowing myself, and my parents assumed that their love and protection would heal that wound. Unfortunately, all they did was cover it up, and one could only pretend to be whole for so long, before seeking actual wholeness took over their focus. And that's how I landed in the Rose Palms, Apt. #A1. It was where my story had started, and where I'd finally know what it meant to be whole. Oh, I'm Freddie, by the way. Watch your step and have a seat. And don't mind the drumming from next door.

The journey to and through motherhood is as unique and different for each of us as petals to a flower. Here are the stories of four very different women, navigating their way through love and motherhood in their own special way. The Pact Robyn is a sassy go-getter who unintentionally put motherhood on hold to pursue other endeavors. A pact made between she and her best friend, Marcus, when they were both too young to comprehend the weight of a promise, has finally reached its due date, and neither of them expected for things to get so complicated. The Gift Belamy is the owner of a local daycare, surrounded by children every single day, but unable to bear a child of her own. The guilt of her situation forces her to literally foster children in an attempt to fill the void, but her husband, Steven, has grown tired of licking her wounds when the temporary living conditions expire, and the children find forever homes. One particular child who falls into Belamy's arms in the most bizarre circumstances, seems to be a perfect fit. But her permanent placement in Belamy's heart could potentially take up more space than Steven is willing to share. The Decision Tremaine is a hard-working, independent, around the way girl, tormented by a past that has forced her to be reclusive. With no real example of a model relationship or model parenting, she avoids anything beyond physical intimacy at all costs. Until... Leif comes along with just as much baggage as she has, willing to help her carry the load. Somewhere along the way, a moment of spontaneity leaves the both of them sitting with a decision that will change the course of their relationship. The Loss Justine is a Preacher's daughter who has done everything right for the most part. She fell in love with the man of her dreams, Khalil, when he literally swept her off her feet. A short while into their relationship, a tragic event takes place, leaving Justine with a difficult decision. She makes it, and is better because of it, until things fall apart in the worst way that any mother could ever imagine.

I could touch them without using my hands and bring them to instant arousal with one trace of my tongue across my lips. By simply popping open the buttons on my blazer and dress shirt, exposing the chiseled perfection beneath my clothes, I could bring a crowd of women who didn't even know my government name to screams, rendering them helpless against my masculine wilds, throwing all their extra cash at my feet, or rushing the stage to stuff it in my slacks. And that was all well and good. It's what I signed up for when I agreed to join the Stone Bodies family. But the one thing I wanted more than all this money and attention from strangers who only knew me as The Gentleman, was the heart of a woman who knew the real me. Tori, the sister of my best friend, who was more like family, had me sitting in the friends with benefits zone so long, I felt like a permanent tenant. It was enough for her, being able to come and go as she pleased without forming any attachment that included monogamy. And I'll be honest, I thought I could be cool with it too, at first. But I wasn't. I never would be. I could deal with the separation that came after the lights went down on stage, and the women who had just used my body as a subject for the night's fantasies were moving on without me. But I couldn't accept that from Tori. She was different in the best kind of way. The kind that you want to yourself. The kind that you want forever.

Stripping? Taking my clothes off in front of a bunch of horny chicks who were more than likely throwing their husband's paycheck at me, or shoving it down my pants. I couldn't grasp the concept of Magic Mike let alone sit down and watch it. Shit seemed so demeaning and, I don't know, soft. I mean what kinda dude is okay with being felt up by a woman if that's where it ends? Sure, the money's probably nice, but... Yeah. That's definitely the part that hooks em. And I'm in no way materialistic, but money makes the world go round-even for frugal minded folks like myself. Being lead consultant of web development and social media correspondence at Warpfire Management helped to keep the lights on, water running, and enough extra to put away savings for me and my wife's future. But as is usually the case when your career is only a subcategory to somebody else's, things fell apart, quickly and without warning, landing me in a predicament that would soon have me studying Magic Mike 101. The irony.