Phoenixx Fyre Dean
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Phoenixx lives on the Oregon coast with her husband and children.
Author of Lexi and Blaze: Impetus, The Bloody Truth and Daddy's Brat. All three are available on Amazon in paperback format and Kindle in e-book format.
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Women's Suffrage
Today, I want to talk about women’s suffrage. No, I’m not talking about men, I said suffrage, not suffering. Women had no rights until 1839 when the Custody of Infants Act was passed. That gave women the right to petition the court for custody of children seven and younger and for the right to visit their older children. Until the Custody of Infants Act, custody of the children resulting from that union was always given to the father. Always! Think about that one for a minute.
By Phoenixx Fyre Dean7 years ago in Humans
Addiction
It’s time we get real about addiction. I’m not worried about what society tells you that you need to believe. I’m going to tell you the truth about addiction, and I’m qualified to do that because I was an addict. A doper and a soaker is what they called me. I popped pills and when that stopped working, I lost myself in the bottom of a bottle.
By Phoenixx Fyre Dean7 years ago in Psyche
The Bloody Truth (Pt. 2)
Ted Calvin Cole was born on July 27, 1956 to an alcoholic mother, Nancy, and a father, Charles, who was enlisted in the Air Force. His childhood was a tough one, with his father eventually finding himself in prison after attempting to rob a liquor store. His mother took him, his younger brother, Keith, and baby sister, Kathy, to live with her parents after his father left the family completely when Ted was just five years old. His grandparents lived in Sunray Village, just south of Duncan, Oklahoma. Because the home was in the middle of the oil fields and eight miles out of town, there were no bus routes to take Ted to school. His grandparents refused to allow Nancy to use their car to take him to school. Instead of going to kindergarten with the rest of the children his age, Ted was taken to a children's home at the tender age of five. Left to fend for himself and raised for the next five years in a stifling, affectionless environment, Ted developed his view of the world. of. Nancy visited him a total of twice during that time, and Charles never showed. Ted eventually rejoined his mother with her new husband, Paul, and baby sister, Kathy, when he was 10. A stepbrother, Michael, would join the family 22 years later.
By Phoenixx Fyre Dean7 years ago in Criminal
Firefighters and Hidden Dangers
We've all seen and heard the fire engine roaring through the intersection, on the way to an emergency. We take it for granted, that someone will always be willing to sacrifice themselves to save the people and things that are important to us. There are things that we do every day in our homes and at our places of employment that further endanger the men and women that have taken it upon themselves to ensure our safety. Until I married a firefighter, I didn't really pay attention to all the hazards we create in our home.
By Phoenixx Fyre Dean7 years ago in Lifehack
Stacy's Mom
1973 was the year that held the best summer of my life. I had just had my birthday in the middle of May, and the end of May saw an end to school for the year. My sister was going to band camp, my little brothers were going to my grandparents for the summer, and my parents worked full-time jobs. They would be out of the house every day of the week, as work would take the Monday through Friday hours and their newly purchased beach house would occupy every available moment on the weekends.
By Phoenixx Fyre Dean7 years ago in Filthy
Daddy Dishes Out Discipline
I meant to be a good girl. Honest! I was just out of the bathtub, dried off and waiting on the rug, as Daddy had instructed. Daddy came out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist and another that he was using to dry his long hair. He walked to where I stood and slipped both arms around my waist. His warm lips had just landed on my neck when his work phone came to life and emitted a loud siren that demanded immediate attention. Ugh. Work.
By Phoenixx Fyre Dean7 years ago in Filthy
The Nation that Cried Wolf
We have become a nation that caters to people’s individual feelings rather than what is best for society as a whole. Television shows have been removed because someone didn’t like what the writers had to say. Songs have been removed from the radio because someone dared say God's name in their lyrics. A cross was torn down. A monument removed. Millions of people were robbed of an experience because a few objected. This nation has come to use words like rape, racist, fascist, supremacy, and injustice with such frequency that the words and their meaning have lost their bite. I am ALWAYS on the side of a rape victim. A real rape victim. The trouble is, if a woman is yelling rape in today’s society, nobody even turns around. I, like many other people in this world, assume someone is trying to get attention at the cost of someone else. Retaliation is often the cause, a spurned lover that didn’t fully comprehend the meaning of the words “side chick.” He declines to carry on the relationship. She is going to make sure he pays for it. This entire populous is out for self, and it seems everyone wants to be famous, if only for two fleeting minutes. What people fail to realize is that when you get your two minutes of fame, nobody really cares. Honestly, you are simply the cause of the day, the latest meme or a video that makes it to viral status. If anyone remembers your name, it will be when an old YouTube video comes on and something like, “I remember this idiot” will be what is said in households across America. These stories are the impetus for this piece.
By Phoenixx Fyre Dean7 years ago in The Swamp
Pride and Prejudice
Granville T. Woods, Thomas L. Jennings, Mark E. Dean, Charles Richard Drew, Jan Ernst, Mary Kenner, Alice Parker, and sisters Ruane and Sheila Lynn Jeter. Any idea what those people have in common? How about if I say Benjamin Solomon Carson? Still nothing? They are all black individuals that were imperative in leading the lifestyle we lead now. I was thinking, why is it that our youth knows who Lil’ Wayne is but don't have a clue what Jan Ernst did for this world? Without each of them, our world would not be so easy. The device that you are reading this piece on you can thank Mark E. Dean for. He was the mastermind behind the color computer monitor and holds several patents for the systems we use today. Thank Jan Ernst for the kicks you have on your feet and Ruane Jeter for your toast in the morning. Why is it that our youth know who Danielle Bregoli is but have no clue that Thomas L. Jennings was the first black man to receive a patent?
By Phoenixx Fyre Dean7 years ago in The Swamp
Daddy Does Bath Time!
Daddy was home for the whole week, but that didn't mean that I got to break my routine or the rules. With my chores finished for the day, I just had my nightly one hour soak in the bathtub left to do and my day was finished. Daddy was in his shop working on whatever it is Daddies work on, so I prepared for my bath.
By Phoenixx Fyre Dean7 years ago in Filthy
How to Wake a Sleeping Daddy
Daddy is going to be home all week and I have a little something special planned each day. This morning, I woke up and made daddy's coffee. I brought the coffee in his favorite mug to his bedside table, sitting it down carefully and quietly. The smell of freshly brewed coffee and the vanilla essential oil we keep heating in the bedroom filled the air. The soft whir of the ceiling fan, a few outspoken birds and daddy's soft snoring were the only sounds. I carefully peeled back the blanket and the sheet Daddy was laying under and stopped dead and waited until he stopped moving again. Daddy never wore clothes to bed, and I took advantage of that fact and shut my mouth over his soft cock.
By Phoenixx Fyre Dean7 years ago in Filthy
Reality RV
It's everyone's dream to sell everything you own and travel this beautiful country in an RV. No clocks or time constraints. Nowhere in particular that you need to be. If you don't like the neighborhood, you can break camp and find another one. I'm never been without a roof over my head and food in my stomach while my family and I explore the highways and byways of America, seeing sights some will never see. The bright blue of a cloudless Colorado sky. The ocean off the coast of Oregon. The field in Pennsylvania where United flight 93 crashed on that fateful September day. The swamps of southern Georgia and the masterpiece that is Mount Rushmore. Nothing is out of reach.
By Phoenixx Fyre Dean7 years ago in Wander
