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Now, today's first story comes from a throw away account

titled I-28 female have to move for work and I don't know if I want to take my husband 31 male

with me. My husband and I have been together for six years and married for two and things have been

pretty good but we've had our fair share of

downs as well. We had, have regular sex at least four times a week and sometimes more. I'm pretty

much available whenever he's ready and willing to do what he wants, but I have a problem initiating

sex. I didn't grow up in a healthy environment and I get incredibly embarrassed asking for sex and

clam up. I've been trying to work on it and find someone I can talk to about the situation.

Usually my husband is patient about it and I explain that it's not that he's unattractive or bad at

sex. I'm just embarrassed. Two and a half weeks ago we were about to have sex and he told me we weren't going to

have sex until I started it and told him exactly what I wanted.

I really tried to do it, but I couldn't, and I ended up in tears, and he got extremely pissed

at me.

More pissed than I've ever seen him, and he stormed off into his office, and that's where

he stayed for a week.

He wouldn't talk to me at all. He wouldn't look at me, wouldn't eat dinner with me, wouldn't

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