The joke on inflation is no longer on the working class and the poor to tighten their financial belts to the point of being squeezed to death. According to Laz, a reputable chartered accountant: “A lot of rich men’s net worth have decreased considerably in the last few years, and most of them are worried about the effect on their wives and children.

My new boyfriend is a bit on the weird side. Initially, it was fun but I realised that I cannot cope anymore. Sometimes, he would ask to dress himself up in my underwear and bra and I considered it really s3xy. At other times, he would dress up in beastly attire that excites and scares me at the same time and he makes love to me like a horse. He has an outrageous strength and I enjoyed him all the time. Very recently, he started asking for anal s3x and promised me it would be the best.

My guy gets into trouble a lot and has been in trouble a couple of times with the police but only arrested once and receive a reprimand. I started speaking to him in November last year after my ex and I split up after a particularly rough break-up and things progressed from there. He asked me out a few times but I said that I couldn’t. I wanted to but I knew I wasn’t ready to trust anyone again after just coming out of a relationship.

I was happily married for 20 years. Everyone thought I had the perfect relationship. My husband and I thought so too in all but one respect. We were never able to consummate our marriage and that affected our marriage. We eventually moved on. My husband even did well to have stayed with me for that long. I now have a new partner and there is so much passion but sadly, we have not been able to have full intercourse. He has a lot of emotional baggage and I am ashamed to own up to my past problems.

When Bukky’s husband died suddenly of a heart attack in his early 60s, she was inconsolable. They’d been inseparable for decades, and the obituary she put in the papers would draw tears from a sadist’s eyes. She cut a pitiable figure as her husband laid in state in the expensive casket she had insisted be bought. As sympathizers filed past the corpse, a little boy of about ten stood rooted to the spot, gazing with the morbid fascination children have for the dead. The widow was now curious… “Whose child is that?”