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Published: 23:30 BST, 20 March 2017 | Updated: 21:50 BST, 6 May 2017
A Michigan mother was accompanied by her husband in court on Thursday after allegedly engaging in a sexual relationship with a 14-year-old boy.
Brooke L. Lajiness, 38, was arraigned earlier this month on 13 counts including criminal sexual conduct, accosting a minor for immoral purposes and furnishing obscenity to a child.
The affair was exposed by the boy's mother, and Lajiness later reportedly admitted to having sex between eight and 15 times with the boy in the back seat of her car.
Brooke Langiness, right was accompanied by her husband David in court on Thursday after being accused of engaging in a sexual relationship with a 14-year-old boy
Mrs Lajiness reportedly admitted to having sex with the boy between eight and fifteen times in her car
In a Facebook post last month, Lajiness proclaimed her love for her husband David, saying: 'In life, nothing is guaranteed,'
Her affair with the young boy allegedly began last summer, as he was graduating from middle school on to high school
'So finding someone who knows all of your flaws, weaknesses and mistakes and still thinks you're amazing is something to hold onto and never take for granted!'
Her affair with the young boy allegedly began last summer, as he was graduating from middle school on to high school.
Michigan State Police Trooper Donald Pasternak testified that most of the sexual encounters happened in the back of Lajiness' car in a Lima Township driveway.
At her arraignment on March 3, Pasternak testified that he started investigating Lajiness a few weeks before, when the victim's mother walked into a police station and complained that Lajiness was having sex with her son.
Lajiness reportedly confessed later on to having sex with the teen and exchanging the nude pictures.
Police found that she started exchanging photos with the teen while he was still in middle school.
She is also facing an additional charge in relation to the photos.
Brooke posted this photo of the two in June of 2016, around the time that the affair reportedly began
Assistant Washtenaw County Prosecutor John Vella said last week that they are looking into whether they may be more victims.
'This case involves a defendant seeking out minors for sex,' Vella said, according to M Live .
Lajiness' attorney, David I. Goldstein, said prosecutors need to focus on the case at hand.
'He keeps talking about 'minors,' but there's one,' Goldstein said.
Police say she admitted to having sex with the teen and sending nude photos to the boy
Lajiness is currently free after posting $50,000 bail.
As part of her bond conditions, Lajiness is not allowed near school property or around minors except for her own children. She is also not allowed to use computers, social media websites or to drink alcohol or take drugs.
Attorneys argued in court over whether she should be allowed to travel to Toledo to visit her family while she's free on bail. The judge ruled that she should be free to travel there, so long as she lets the court know in advance.
Lajiness is due back in court on March 30 for a probable cause hearing.
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It was Day 3 of our honeymoon…dun…dun…dun! A day I will never forget. A day I learned what marriage was really about.
It was just three days after our big wedding, our “I Do’s,” our commitment to spend the rest of our lives together. For better or worse. In sickness and in health.
My husband had no idea how quickly I would bank on those vows!
Day 1 and Day 2 of our honeymoon were filled with splashes in the pool, walks along the beach, sunset watching, giant bike riding in the ocean, and seeing each other at our best–our sexiest outfits, our most agreeable moods, and our most fun and adventurous spirits.
On the evening of Day 2, we dined at a gorgeous beach side restaurant. We ate. We drank wine–all while gazing into each other’s eyes as the waves crashed on the shore nearby. It was so romantic. However, the next morning on day 3, I awoke to a gurgling stomach – churning – aching.
I knew that something was going to come out somewhere. It was just a matter of time. NOOOOOOOOOO! Not on my honeymoon!
I wanted to hide my pain. I wanted to pretend all was well so we could go snorkeling and continue being flirty and sexy and enjoying our fairy tale of love and romance and happiness and fun.
I was about to ruin it all with a reality check of “the runs.”
I couldn’t hide it any longer. I had to tell my husband of 3 days that I had the stomach bug. Every 20 minutes throughout the entire morning, I was running to the bathroom and then crawling back to bed. My sexy new spouse was right there. He was getting me sips of water. He was dabbing my sweaty head with a cool wash rag. He sat in a chair next to the bed as I groaned and complained – helping me – encouraging me – being there for me.
As the trips to the bathroom started winding down, all my strength and energy and modesty were gone. I simply quit putting my clothes back on. I quit caring that we were on our honeymoon. I quit caring that I was pooping every 20 minutes in our Honeymoon Suite right in front of my new forever man. I quit caring that I was a mess. I flopped over onto the bed falling face first into the pillows, and I hear my husband of less than 72 hour’s voice whisper to me….”Honey, you have some poop on your butt.”
And I thought I couldn’t feel worse. I didn’t care though. I couldn’t move. I just wanted to die of pain and now, of embarrassment. I was just lying there – hot, sweaty, stinky, naked – with poop on my sun-kissed butt.
Without saying another word, my brand new mate for life went into the bathroom, grabbed some toilet paper, sat next to me on the bed, and——-wiped my butt. Yes, he wiped my butt. Now that’s love!
This moment will forever be known as our “Welcome to Marriage Moment!”
I was mortified, but at the same time, I was given a gift. A gift to see that my husband was going to be there for me no matter what. That he was going to be someone I could laugh with, have romantic dinners with, walk on the beach with, and enjoy the good times with, but he was also going to be someone who would stay by my side when I was at my worst. And that’s what matters most in life and in marriage.
We still laugh together, even after almost 17 years of marriage, as we reflect on Day 3 of our honeymoon. We recognize how much Day 3 prepared us (especially for my husband) for what was to come. He has seen me even more vulnerable, at my most disgusting, at my very, very, very worst. He has been there for the birth via C-Section of our three children. He has been there for countless stomach bugs, flu bugs, cold bugs, and even depression bugs.
He’s been there–by my side–through it all.
It hasn’t been easy. We’ve even been near divorce, but I’m so thankful that we both have been able to move forward, press on, and persevere through some really rough times, tough conversations, and painful moments. We have both grown and allowed God to shape us into the individuals and into the couple that we are today. Through our struggles, we’ve gained strength, wisdom, trust, and confidence in ourselves and in each other. Our marriage gets stronger with every year…with every day.
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A groom-to-be has taken to the internet to ask for advice after his bride-to-be shocked him with a wedding night sex request.
The 23-year-old is planning to get married to his 23-year-old girlfriend at the beginning of next year ‘if all goes to plan’, however she completely took him off guard a few nights ago when she asked him to take part in a traditional family ritual on the night of the big day.
He explained in a Reddit thread that his wife-to-be has a huge extended family that she’s really close to, which is sometimes hard for him to deal with because his family is quite small.
Strangely, he noticed since they got engaged that her cousins sometimes make jokes about their wedding night, which he thought was odd, due to the fact he and his fiancée live together and have slept with each other already.
A few nights ago, his girlfriend told him that they wouldn’t need a bridal suite on the night of their wedding as she wanted to stay at her parents’ house.
He thought nothing of it as they’re saving for a house, however he knew there was more to the story.
“She tells me that there's a really old tradition in her family on the wedding night,” he explained.
“The husband and wife go into the master bedroom together and they are supposed to 'consummate' the marriage. The rest of the family are waiting outside the door so they can applaud them and cheer when they come out. Then a piece of the bed sheet is cut off and sewn into a big tapestry my GF's mother owns.”
Taken aback, the man went on to say that his girlfriend told him they wouldn’t actually have to consummate the marriage if he didn’t feel comfortable with it and they could just ‘pretend’ instead.
“I don't want anything to do with this. I absolutely freaked and told her under no circumstances will I be doing that kind of thing in front of her whole family,” he said.
“When I came back from taking a walk to clear my head, she was now noticeably acting down and still is. I think she
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