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dragged... (Part 37)
Me Minus You
Elixir; or should I say Alex, as he requested me to address him as, left little doubt in my mind that what we had was over. I wasn’t sure how I felt about either; I mean I could understand why, but I just couldn’t come to terms with it being enough to justify his absolute disinterest in trying to rekindle the relationship. He stood there with his back against that fence and looked at me like I was the scum of the earth, emotionless, bitter, with the blankest look in his eyes as if I meant nothing at all to him, like all the intimate times we shared weren’t worth remembering. It’s funny how people react when there has been a breach in trust, how they have a total mental meltdown before ... dragged... (Part 36)DRAGGED … NOW AVAILABLE ON LINE AT MY STOREFRONT: http://stores.lulu.com/enlightenment4theheart THE CONTENT HAS BEEN REMOVED BY AUTHOR PRICE FOR DOWN LOAD: 6.99 PRINT PRICE 17.99 dragged... (Part 35)
Killer Clown
I laid there with my eyes shut somewhere between dreamland and reality, more restless than a dime-store whore sitting in the front pew, Sunday, on Easter Morning. If I had to explain the state of consciousness I was in I’d have to say it felt like I was in a damned Steven King movie clip because the air around me smelled stale – musty like a vacant locker room after all the football players had showered and left. There was one lone drip hitting the bottom of a porcelain sink with a spooky, echoing ping, and I kept repeatedly trying to open my eyes, but they felt like they were glued shut. My mouth felt cotton-dry on the inside and when I tried secreting saliva from the glands to wet my whistle, the insides of my ... dragged... (Part 34)
Strange Fruit
The tension in Nick's and my relationship was tighter than a frog’s pussy, and I knew that my insecurity was the main culprit, but I just couldn’t seem to stop obsessing over him. I had never met anyone as kind, sweet, and handsome as he; the fear of losing him was absolutely overwhelming. I had always been treated like a semen receptacle for men (Both anally and orally). Sex with men, prior to Nick had always been void of passion, sensuality, and warmth. It was always, lift up your legs, get on all fours, open up your mouth, swallow this dick and the ultimate request let me squirt it in your face. I always felt such a loss of pride whenever I had sex because it never mattered if I had gotten mine or not – ... dragged... (Part 33)
Neither One of Us
Kimora’s rundown on all the drama that went on there at Lilly’s while I was sailing the beautiful, crystal clear waters of the Caribbean didn’t help elevate my spirit in the least – as a matter of fact, it reminded me just why I had left in the first place. I didn’t care so much that Missouri Meadows had won top honors in our yearly contest because she really was deserving of it. I was glad that she got the chance to make peace with her dad as well, not every gay person is that lucky to have their family embrace them and accept them as they are. Now, I can honestly say this though, I was rather intrigued to learn that Sunny Skies had received the, long overdue, special delivery package intended for her, and I hoped that it ... dragged... (Part 32)
Confessions
“It seems just like yesterday when I saw my whole world crumble…I was dressed in a black tux and tails, the day was absolutely crisp and clear, and an array of family and friends were crammed in the pews, sitting together to witness what was supposed to have been my wedding day…but then…in the midst of all those smiling faces…this monster’s lust filled grin knocked me off of my path and I wound up…” The brotha named Stanley said, pausing before completing his confession. Everyone sitting in their chairs could not take their eyes off of this guy, who was literally pouring his heart out. He had one of the most painful expressions on his face that I had ever seen and he spoke ... dragged... (Part 31)
My Name Is…
How in the hell did I get to this place in my life? My father was a hardworking man who slaved away at two jobs to make sure that we had a roof over our heads, food on the table, and cloths on our backs. We may not have had all of the extras, but we certainly had everything we needed and Christmas was always magical for us kids. I was the oldest of three children; I had younger brother named, Avery and a sister named Detria. They were both alive and doing well, though I hadn’t talked to either of them in over five years. Moms died when we were in our teen years and it pushed our old man over the edge. When you lose your soul mate, it cripples your spirit and something dies in you; he was a ... dragged... (Part 30)
Mamma Say
Mamma Saw My mother always managed to appear at the right time. I’m sure my sister was too distraught over her foiled wedding day to embrace the accidental discovery of her groom to be and me as being better then than later. I mean, I’m not a monster, I just feel that even though she had to discover that her man was tipping on the down low on their wedding day, it was best that she found out then instead of walking down the aisle, doing the honeymoon thing, buying a house, and having children. I saved her from further disgrace by outing him before had the chance to really start building a life of deceit with her. ... dragged... (Part 29)DRAGGED … NOW AVAILABLE ON LINE AT MY STOREFRONT: http://stores.lulu.com/enlightenment4theheart THE CONTENT HAS BEEN REMOVED BY AUTHOR PRICE FOR DOWN LOAD: 6.99 PRINT PRICE 17.99 dragged... (Part 28)
Reality Bites
The high from my seven day cruise was ending, but I came home with fatter pockets and a rosier disposition. I had found a new friend with connections in the entertainment industry, and she had shown me a wonderful time. The second night of my cruise, she had all of my belongings moved to her suite on the ship, and I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. On the final day of the cruise she left me with a large Luis Vuitton trunk filled with glamorous, expensive gowns, and made a promise to me that she was going make me larger than life under her management. She even accompanied me to the airport and upgraded my coach ticket to a first class one saying that a Diva never traveled coach. I landed at San Francisco ...
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