Monica's Revenge!!
Introduction
I’m back Bytches…and a force to be reckoned with! Yes they thought I was gone well I was but after hearing of my release from the psychiatric hospital I am even more inspired to cause chaos and mayhem on those two, Tara and Kayia !! How in the world I fell for their tricks was beyond me but I’ve had two long aggravating years to come up with the perfect plan.
I’ve sat there and thought and thought about the revenge tactic that I was going to take when it came to these two.
See what they didn’t know is the fact that I am the master manipulator in any and all situations and I can go toe to toe with the best of them.
So now I am back out and taking the city of New Orleans by storm, Charity Hospital’s 3rd floor wasn’t ready for me and neither will anyone else that I manage to come in contact with!
I had two years to plot and scheme on my Revenge and how sweet it will be bringing it to life… Karma is a Bitch but I’m 10 times worse than Karma!!! So hold on to your hats as I crucify and destroy these two lives that should never have been together in the first place... All I’ve heard during my therapy session was “let it go and move on” easier said than done, Kayia stole my woman and Tara’s weak ass allowed it, I hear they are living together all snuggly and shit, well wake up Bitches! Cause there’s an uninvited guest on her way to Conquer and Destroy some shit….
No one is safe after Monica is released from the crazy house and her first assignment is to seek revenge on the two women she feels is responsible for her being placed there Kayia and Tara.
1
Where do I begin with part 2 of this story Drama on top of Drama had seeped into my life and to be honest it had caught me off guard! I was peaceful and happy single but happy, then came Tara and soon followed Monica who brought enough Drama for a 10 year span. At first I thought can’t no grown woman be so miserable in her life that the only thing that she could think of was to bring chaos and confusion into others but as u soon found out it was very possible. Even after sending the bitch to a psych ward she somehow still managed to still disrupt our lives… we moved started our new life together but yet this dark cloud stood over us, I think my mistake was being anxious and disregarding that our new home should have been blessed to keep out the evilness that was slowly seeping in. Arguments were a constant, eyes rolling and soon followed by the name calling. Total disrespect something that I or my children were not accustomed to. It was easy to blame an outsider who really had .no idea of what was going on inside our home. I tried my best to shield my kids from it all and it was easy with the younger ones but Melissa had to be coaxed often to stay out of it. She was her momma’s daughter and was very protective of her family who could blame her but I had placed us into this mess and it was up to me to get us out of it! I suggested that Tara and I attend counseling I needed to find out where all this bitterness was coming from but as usual she resisted.
Life was funny when it came to love makes me think that only a few people in this world is capable of offering real true love, so I guess we take what we can get until we can do better; if better ever comes along. Sitting here thinking that this wasn’t the life that I had imagined for me or my kids…
I’m back Bytches…and a force to be reckoned with! Yes they thought I was gone well I was but after hearing of my release from the psychiatric hospital I am even more inspired to cause chaos and mayhem on those two, Tara and Kayia !! How in the world I fell for their tricks was beyond me but I’ve had two long aggravating years to come up with the perfect plan.
I’ve sat there and thought and thought about the revenge tactic that I was going to take when it came to these two.
See what they didn’t know is the fact that I am the master manipulator in any and all situations and I can go toe to toe with the best of them.
So now I am back out and taking the city of New Orleans by storm, Charity Hospital’s 3rd floor wasn’t ready for me and neither will anyone else that I manage to come in contact with!
I had two years to plot and scheme on my Revenge and how sweet it will be bringing it to life… Karma is a Bitch but I’m 10 times worse than Karma!!! So hold on to your hats as I crucify and destroy these two lives that should never have been together in the first place... All I’ve heard during my therapy session was “let it go and move on” easier said than done, Kayia stole my woman and Tara’s weak ass allowed it, I hear they are living together all snuggly and shit, well wake up Bitches! Cause there’s an uninvited guest on her way to Conquer and Destroy some shit….
No one is safe after Monica is released from the crazy house and her first assignment is to seek revenge on the two women she feels is responsible for her being placed there Kayia and Tara.
1
Where do I begin with part 2 of this story Drama on top of Drama had seeped into my life and to be honest it had caught me off guard! I was peaceful and happy single but happy, then came Tara and soon followed Monica who brought enough Drama for a 10 year span. At first I thought can’t no grown woman be so miserable in her life that the only thing that she could think of was to bring chaos and confusion into others but as u soon found out it was very possible. Even after sending the bitch to a psych ward she somehow still managed to still disrupt our lives… we moved started our new life together but yet this dark cloud stood over us, I think my mistake was being anxious and disregarding that our new home should have been blessed to keep out the evilness that was slowly seeping in. Arguments were a constant, eyes rolling and soon followed by the name calling. Total disrespect something that I or my children were not accustomed to. It was easy to blame an outsider who really had .no idea of what was going on inside our home. I tried my best to shield my kids from it all and it was easy with the younger ones but Melissa had to be coaxed often to stay out of it. She was her momma’s daughter and was very protective of her family who could blame her but I had placed us into this mess and it was up to me to get us out of it! I suggested that Tara and I attend counseling I needed to find out where all this bitterness was coming from but as usual she resisted.
Life was funny when it came to love makes me think that only a few people in this world is capable of offering real true love, so I guess we take what we can get until we can do better; if better ever comes along. Sitting here thinking that this wasn’t the life that I had imagined for me or my kids…
Excerpt for "Situations"
CHAPTER THREE
Leah honestly did not know what she wanted. She did know that she loved Tamala and always wanted to be with her, things were just moving too fast for her. She did not want to put a label on their relationship, she never had to do it when she was dating men and she didn’t feel like she had to do it now. Tonight as she lay in her bed she missed Tamala, it had been a long time since she had to sleep alone, and when she called Tamala she got the answering machine.
“Why won’t she answer the phone?” she asked herself. Leah decided to try Quiana; she was surprised when she got an answer. Quiana informed her that Tamala called and left a message about going to the club.
“Quiana what are you doing tonight?” Leah asked.
“Nothing much, too tired to go out tonight.” Quiana replied.
“Do you mind if I come over? I don’t want to be alone tonight.” Leah shared.
“Come on, stop and get me a two piece from Church’s with a pepper and coke.” Quiana requested.
“Girl you’re always eating something, alright see you in a few.” Leah stated.
Leah failed to tell Quiana about the argument and breakup she and Tamala had. Leah also failed to mention to Quiana how horny she was feeling. Quiana and Leah had gone out while she and Tamala were starting out and ended up in bed together. Leah did not think it was too bad because she and Tamala had not slept together yet. At least that’s how she justified her actions. She and Quiana blamed it on the alcohol, chalked it up as an experience and never spoke of it again. When Leah and Tamala became serious, she and Quiana decided it would be best not to say anything. Still as Leah sat in the drive thru line she thought back to that night. The sex with Quiana was amazing; she was passionate and came without any pressure or stress. She has this attitude about life and it’s “whatever” she was really feeling Quiana tonight. Leah pulled up to Quiana’s apartment complex about twenty minutes later and headed upstairs to her apartment. She knocked on the door twice then Quiana let her in. Leah almost passed out when she discovered Quiana was barely wearing anything and looking very sexy. She handed Quiana her food then took a seat on the couch. She tried her best not to stare but found it hard; once Quiana finished eating at the dining room table she joined Leah on the couch. “So what’s wrong with you and your girl?” Quiana asked.
“What do you mean?” Leah asked.
“Don’t play me stupid! The only time I ever hear from you two is when there is something wrong.” Quiana stated.
“Don’t trip I always call and check on you Quiana.” Leah argued.
“Yeah right!” Quiana replied.
“We broke up. She was just putting too much pressure on me.” Leah confessed.
“Really? I’m so sorry to hear that.” Quiana stated.” Still you knew how she was before you got with her.
“True but I thought we had an understanding about taking things slow, sex is good but everything else sucks.” Leah admitted.
“I hear you. So what do you want to do we can talk or we can fuck!” Quiana offered.
“How did you know?” Leah asked as she made her way over to Quiana.
“I told you before, everyone comes back including women! I don’t mind though you know I am easy going. No pressure strings or stress.” Quiana replied. “All I ask is that I get a hellified orgasm, the same I am giving you!”
“I can do that and more. I needed to be with you tonight, that’s why I came over." Leah admitted.
“I know, now shut up and kiss me.” Quiana ordered her.
Before they knew it they were on Quiana’s living room floor making love. Quiana was right about one thing and that was she was easy to be with and a way of making you feel like you are the only one. Leah forgot about her problems with Tamala and enjoyed the pleasures of Quiana. Leah soon realized that she wasn’t ready to settle down with just one woman, she wanted to experience all kind of women of different size and races. Tonight as she lay in Quiana’s arms she wondered where Tamala was and what she was doing. She knew that she probably met someone no doubt, she was too beautiful and sexy not to.
Quiana was fast asleep and it amazed Leah how she was climaxed constantly throughout their session. She never tired and each time with her was better than her first, her pussy was so wet until her juices were running down to the back of her ass. Leah knew that if Tamala was to find out about her and Quiana escapade she would lose all sense of control.
CHAPTER THREE
Leah honestly did not know what she wanted. She did know that she loved Tamala and always wanted to be with her, things were just moving too fast for her. She did not want to put a label on their relationship, she never had to do it when she was dating men and she didn’t feel like she had to do it now. Tonight as she lay in her bed she missed Tamala, it had been a long time since she had to sleep alone, and when she called Tamala she got the answering machine.
“Why won’t she answer the phone?” she asked herself. Leah decided to try Quiana; she was surprised when she got an answer. Quiana informed her that Tamala called and left a message about going to the club.
“Quiana what are you doing tonight?” Leah asked.
“Nothing much, too tired to go out tonight.” Quiana replied.
“Do you mind if I come over? I don’t want to be alone tonight.” Leah shared.
“Come on, stop and get me a two piece from Church’s with a pepper and coke.” Quiana requested.
“Girl you’re always eating something, alright see you in a few.” Leah stated.
Leah failed to tell Quiana about the argument and breakup she and Tamala had. Leah also failed to mention to Quiana how horny she was feeling. Quiana and Leah had gone out while she and Tamala were starting out and ended up in bed together. Leah did not think it was too bad because she and Tamala had not slept together yet. At least that’s how she justified her actions. She and Quiana blamed it on the alcohol, chalked it up as an experience and never spoke of it again. When Leah and Tamala became serious, she and Quiana decided it would be best not to say anything. Still as Leah sat in the drive thru line she thought back to that night. The sex with Quiana was amazing; she was passionate and came without any pressure or stress. She has this attitude about life and it’s “whatever” she was really feeling Quiana tonight. Leah pulled up to Quiana’s apartment complex about twenty minutes later and headed upstairs to her apartment. She knocked on the door twice then Quiana let her in. Leah almost passed out when she discovered Quiana was barely wearing anything and looking very sexy. She handed Quiana her food then took a seat on the couch. She tried her best not to stare but found it hard; once Quiana finished eating at the dining room table she joined Leah on the couch. “So what’s wrong with you and your girl?” Quiana asked.
“What do you mean?” Leah asked.
“Don’t play me stupid! The only time I ever hear from you two is when there is something wrong.” Quiana stated.
“Don’t trip I always call and check on you Quiana.” Leah argued.
“Yeah right!” Quiana replied.
“We broke up. She was just putting too much pressure on me.” Leah confessed.
“Really? I’m so sorry to hear that.” Quiana stated.” Still you knew how she was before you got with her.
“True but I thought we had an understanding about taking things slow, sex is good but everything else sucks.” Leah admitted.
“I hear you. So what do you want to do we can talk or we can fuck!” Quiana offered.
“How did you know?” Leah asked as she made her way over to Quiana.
“I told you before, everyone comes back including women! I don’t mind though you know I am easy going. No pressure strings or stress.” Quiana replied. “All I ask is that I get a hellified orgasm, the same I am giving you!”
“I can do that and more. I needed to be with you tonight, that’s why I came over." Leah admitted.
“I know, now shut up and kiss me.” Quiana ordered her.
Before they knew it they were on Quiana’s living room floor making love. Quiana was right about one thing and that was she was easy to be with and a way of making you feel like you are the only one. Leah forgot about her problems with Tamala and enjoyed the pleasures of Quiana. Leah soon realized that she wasn’t ready to settle down with just one woman, she wanted to experience all kind of women of different size and races. Tonight as she lay in Quiana’s arms she wondered where Tamala was and what she was doing. She knew that she probably met someone no doubt, she was too beautiful and sexy not to.
Quiana was fast asleep and it amazed Leah how she was climaxed constantly throughout their session. She never tired and each time with her was better than her first, her pussy was so wet until her juices were running down to the back of her ass. Leah knew that if Tamala was to find out about her and Quiana escapade she would lose all sense of control.
No One Knows...It!!
Chapter 2
Caramel listened to some music as she drove home; she lived about an hour and a half away from her mother. She wondered if her mother had any idea of the secret sex life she led. Then she quickly put the thought out of her mind knowing that if she suspected even a little bit she would have said something. Caramel thought back to how good it was to sing in church again, and gathering by her mother’s house was just what the doctor ordered.
She had to remember where she was when Latavia walked into the house, she was fine as hell and what made things hard was the fact that everywhere Caramel went Latavia was right behind her. She was twenty –four and had a body to die for and very beautiful, Caramel did her best not to stare and if she did she tried not to be too obvious; she had two problems with Latavia first she was the pastor’s daughter and second she was her mother’s daughter. An accident just waiting to happen, she reached over into her purse and pulled out a piece of paper which had Latavia’s cell number on it. Caramel kept it just in case at least she could talk to her and find out what was on her mind it did not mean she had to act on it. Still it was so tempting but the idea of burning in hell was not pleasing to her. Caramel took the long route she needed to think, she thought about her career, her lifestyle, her future plans, she thought about Melon, Cristal and Latavia. Things were moving too fast too soon for her and she knew if she didn’t slow down she would crash and burn.
Caramel knew her appetite for sex was insatiable and she often went celibate to prove to herself that she was normal. During those times she pleased herself but longed to have someone there with her. Her toys came in handy and also a flick or two, she enjoyed watching a man having a woman doggy style.
Just thinking about it made her cream so she slid her hand under her dress and began to caress her clit as she drove home. Her windows was tinted so no one could see what she was doing and the idea of having an orgasm while driving added more excitement. Her love spot was throbbing and the more she rubbed it the harder it got, she leaned her head back on the headrest and spread her legs as far as they would go. It was hard for her to keep her eyes opened and concentrate on the road, she had about five more minutes then she would be home. She continued to touch her wetness as she sped up while at the same time watching for the police cars, once she reached her house she press the button for her garage door and drove inside.
She let the door down then she continued to please herself, now she had her car door opened and as she lay across the front seat of her car with her radio still playing she reached her climax and then headed inside to shower . All she could think about was having another woman lay there while she licked her inside the car. As she reached the shower her phone rang it was Latavia, shocked at the call Caramel wondered how she got her number.
“Hello Caramel, I hope I haven’t caught you at a bad time.” Latavia stated.
“Oh no, it’s fine Latavia. How did you get my number?” Caramel wanted to know.
“Oh from Ms. Stella, I hope you don’t mind.” Latavia stated nervously.
“No if momma gave it to you it’s quite alright, so tell me why are you calling?” Caramel asked curiously.
“I wanted to talk to you; the thing is I like you.” Latavia admitted.
“I like you too Latavia but you didn’t have to call to tell me that.” Caramel stated.
“No, I mean I like you in an intimate way.” Latavia admitted.
“Ok, I see now and how should I respond to that?” Caramel asked.
“You can say you want me just as much as I want you. I saw how you looked at me and watched me every time I walked out of the room. I could feel your eyes burning a hole in my ass.” Latavia offered.
“Hmmmmmmmm… I see. Listen I don’t want to burst your bubble sweetie but if I wanted you I would have told you.” Caramel suggested.
“I don’t believe that you’re afraid to touch me because of my father and your mother but I am a big girl and I make my own decisions. That’s why I came to you because I knew you wouldn’t come to me. So here I am and now we won’t have to play games, how about I come over and we talk face to face?” Latavia suggested.
Chapter 2
Caramel listened to some music as she drove home; she lived about an hour and a half away from her mother. She wondered if her mother had any idea of the secret sex life she led. Then she quickly put the thought out of her mind knowing that if she suspected even a little bit she would have said something. Caramel thought back to how good it was to sing in church again, and gathering by her mother’s house was just what the doctor ordered.
She had to remember where she was when Latavia walked into the house, she was fine as hell and what made things hard was the fact that everywhere Caramel went Latavia was right behind her. She was twenty –four and had a body to die for and very beautiful, Caramel did her best not to stare and if she did she tried not to be too obvious; she had two problems with Latavia first she was the pastor’s daughter and second she was her mother’s daughter. An accident just waiting to happen, she reached over into her purse and pulled out a piece of paper which had Latavia’s cell number on it. Caramel kept it just in case at least she could talk to her and find out what was on her mind it did not mean she had to act on it. Still it was so tempting but the idea of burning in hell was not pleasing to her. Caramel took the long route she needed to think, she thought about her career, her lifestyle, her future plans, she thought about Melon, Cristal and Latavia. Things were moving too fast too soon for her and she knew if she didn’t slow down she would crash and burn.
Caramel knew her appetite for sex was insatiable and she often went celibate to prove to herself that she was normal. During those times she pleased herself but longed to have someone there with her. Her toys came in handy and also a flick or two, she enjoyed watching a man having a woman doggy style.
Just thinking about it made her cream so she slid her hand under her dress and began to caress her clit as she drove home. Her windows was tinted so no one could see what she was doing and the idea of having an orgasm while driving added more excitement. Her love spot was throbbing and the more she rubbed it the harder it got, she leaned her head back on the headrest and spread her legs as far as they would go. It was hard for her to keep her eyes opened and concentrate on the road, she had about five more minutes then she would be home. She continued to touch her wetness as she sped up while at the same time watching for the police cars, once she reached her house she press the button for her garage door and drove inside.
She let the door down then she continued to please herself, now she had her car door opened and as she lay across the front seat of her car with her radio still playing she reached her climax and then headed inside to shower . All she could think about was having another woman lay there while she licked her inside the car. As she reached the shower her phone rang it was Latavia, shocked at the call Caramel wondered how she got her number.
“Hello Caramel, I hope I haven’t caught you at a bad time.” Latavia stated.
“Oh no, it’s fine Latavia. How did you get my number?” Caramel wanted to know.
“Oh from Ms. Stella, I hope you don’t mind.” Latavia stated nervously.
“No if momma gave it to you it’s quite alright, so tell me why are you calling?” Caramel asked curiously.
“I wanted to talk to you; the thing is I like you.” Latavia admitted.
“I like you too Latavia but you didn’t have to call to tell me that.” Caramel stated.
“No, I mean I like you in an intimate way.” Latavia admitted.
“Ok, I see now and how should I respond to that?” Caramel asked.
“You can say you want me just as much as I want you. I saw how you looked at me and watched me every time I walked out of the room. I could feel your eyes burning a hole in my ass.” Latavia offered.
“Hmmmmmmmm… I see. Listen I don’t want to burst your bubble sweetie but if I wanted you I would have told you.” Caramel suggested.
“I don’t believe that you’re afraid to touch me because of my father and your mother but I am a big girl and I make my own decisions. That’s why I came to you because I knew you wouldn’t come to me. So here I am and now we won’t have to play games, how about I come over and we talk face to face?” Latavia suggested.
Excerpt for "Strange Sheets"
Chapter 1
Anaya
We met under unusual circumstances I don’t think that either of us was looking for anyone, she just happened to be the bartender and I was the patron. Having someone to listen while you pour your heart out was a comfort. Still this night I wasn’t very talkative and really didn’t feel like being bothered! She was cute enough but after a few drinks everyone started to look attractive, this had become my place of escape when I want to forget about the rest of the world. There wasn’t too much I had to do these days I had just lost my job, now my life was heading in a very disturbing direction.
It was hard trying to keep myself from setting into the depression stage so by getting out I fooled myself into thinking that everything was going to be just fine! I really didn’t see a reason to deny myself the smaller things in life that had managed to bring me a little joy. So many times I would drink just to forget about it all well at least for the moment. Sitting in my seat I listened to the music that was playing on the jukebox and rocked back and forth to the rhythm of the beat. Not too long ago had I broke up from my last relationship and normally I would rush into another one but these days I wasn’t feeling that too much!
I would always make it to the bar early in the day and would often leave as the crowd started trickling in but tonight I discovered that I wanted to stay a little while longer and see what the night was going to bring. I watched the bartender as she flirted and smiled with the other customers and felt a hint of jealousy because thirty minutes ago she was mine… exclusively. I knew it was part of her job and the way that she made her money through her tips, so I decided to go to the dance floor where there were a few couples out there dancing. I moved alone to the beat of some old school music and made my way around the dance floor in my own little world and soon everyone was dancing to the beat!
To my surprise many wanted to dance with me and as we danced I seduced them with my moves and then sent them on their way as I waited for the next victim. I have to admit I was enjoying myself and happy that I decided to stay. I went back to my seat and the drinks just started coming, I asked the bartender who sent them and she just smiled and rocked to the beat.
“Don’t ask questions just drink up, there’s more to come.” She stated.
I smiled and thought to myself that she was beginning to look better and better to me, I was attracted to a person’s personality as well as their look. It had been challenging in the past for me to see a woman and work at making her mine! Usually after getting her and months later I was ready for someone new and that’s when we normally would go our separate ways.
Every relationship wasn’t meant to last and I really didn’t expect them to and as soon as they did something to piss me off my feelings changed instantly and the worst thing someone could do was insult my intelligence or think that I was stupid enough to believe their lies. There were times when the break up was my doings but not often, I had basically given up on love. I had made up in my mind that I didn’t need it at least not in that way, I knew there were others who thought the same as I did it was just a matter of finding them.
Losing My Mind (Excerpts)
1
Today started off like any other day getting up at five in the morning to cook breakfast then get some clothes out for my 9 month old, and four year old twins. Fed them breakfast and then get them dressed before I headed out to work. I had a used Pontiac Sunbird that I relied on to get me to and from work, but for some reason this morning I got in and discovered that it would not start and after fidgeting around I realized that it was out of gas. This only meant that why I was sleep one of my ungrateful older ones snuck and used it while I was sleeping. I hit the steering wheel after realizing that I would have to take the bus. I slammed the car door then walked two blocks to the bus stop, standing there I was hotter than fish grease but my rage would have to wait until I got home this evening. I was going off on all three of them since I knew no one would admit who used it. For all I know it could have been all three of them. I was sick and tired of my older kids treating me this way, I held back the tears that were stinging my eyes.
Today was not going to get me down, not again. I got on the bus and had to stand all the way to work, just making it on time with two minutes to spare. It was three blocks from the bus stop and I could swear that I was power walking all the way there. Before I could put my purse in my locker here comes Ming Lee fussing about what time it was and what orders we had to make sure was ready before 2pm. I just looked at her with one of my "I'm not having that shit today" looks and headed to my work station. I knew within five minutes I would be sweating like a pig but what could I expect working at a cleaner. I had been at this job for the last eight years and was only making minimum wage, now that's something. I was always looking for another job but never had the time to put in applications and even though Ming Lee was a pain at times whenever I needed an advance on my paycheck she always helped me out, I guess I knew other places would not do this so I stayed put. Worked for a little of nothing, got my check each week only to be broke a few hours later.
The bus ride home after work was working my last nerve to say the least; people pushing passed you without an excuse me, stepping on your aching feet. I stared out of the window and allowed my body to go numb or I was going to be sitting in somebody's jail. The more I thought the angrier I got if it wasn't for these damn kids taking my car and riding all the gas out I wouldn't be dealing with these ass holes on this bus. Soon as I get home somebody is going to walk and get some gas for my car and it not going to be me! Tired of this crap every time you look around! I walked home as fast as my tired aching feet would take me, cursing to myself as I walked, waving at the nosey ass people who tried their best to hold a conversation with me but didn't they have sense enough to know that after standing on my feet, and standing on a bus that I did not want to talk to anyone. The closer I got to my house the louder the music got, I was convinced that these kids of mine had lost their damn minds. Now if they want to see how someone lose their mind I was about to show them!
I kicked open the front door and with the music so loud no one even heard me. I made my way over to where the stereo that I had paid my hard earn money for and turned it off. Wouldn't you know as soon as the music stopped that's when they noticed that someone had entered the house. I stood there looking at them shaking my head. My eyes then darted around the room at all the books and clothes that were on the floor, stepping over toys as I made my way towards the kitchen, Lord only knows what I was going to find in there.
Excerpt from " Losing My Mind..."
Chapter 10
Everything was going according to plan and even though I couldn’t show it on the outside I was smiling on the inside. She was slowly but surely losing everything that she had. Tara would keep me updated with her stroke of bad luck, she had no clue that I was behind it all. I thought she would feel relieved to know that soon she would be rid of this bitch but it seem like it was having a different effect on her. We still went out on our dates and though I hated hearing about Monica I would ask questions just so that I could stay a step ahead of the game. Sometimes it looked as if she was lost or maybe she felt obligated to her whatever it was it was making me sick to my stomach! I had plan a special night for us, tonight I was going to give myself to Tara and even though it had not been the amount of time I wanted, I felt that I had waited long enough. I had an overnight bag full of sexy treats for her, I wasn’t sure how I was suppose to turn on a woman but I figured it was no different from a man. We walked for a long time by the lakefront; the moon shining down on the water at night was so beautiful. I figured we could use this time to talk about us and have a romantic ambience at the same time. I wanted to set the mood. We talked some and held hands as we strolled, she smiled at me and it made my heart melt. It had been a long time since I felt this way and it was very welcomed. I felt like I was back in high school again, all giddy and goofy. I needed this in my life why I wasted do much time with Justin Sr. I will never know but I was glad that it was here now. I guess it’s true what they say its better late than never. I prayed that this feeling would never go away that Tara would remain an important part of my life but I guess only time could tell. I was just going to enjoy the now and take things one day at a time. I was hungry so we stopped and grabbed some po-boys from Gene’s and then we got a couple of daiquiris. New Orleans had some of the best food and there was no other place I’d rather live, there were so many things to do and see. We decided to walk o the French Quarters and see what was going on there as usual it was packed. You could tell the tourist because they were usually super excited. We peeped inside the many clubs that was lined up and down Bourbon Street. People were drunk and hilarious at he same time, we listened to some of the live bands as we made our way through the crowd. I was so relaxed and really never thought about the fact that I was walking down Bourbon Street holding hands with a woman. You couldn’t have told me a year ago I would have been doing this. Somehow it felt so right, Tara seemed to be comfortable with me and though she really didn’t talk much I could tell she was feeling me through her actions. Though I wish that she would be more verbal but I wasn’t in the habit of forcing people, in do time she’ll say just what’s on her mind. I looked at her and smiled she smiled back as she placed her hand on the small of my back. I felt protected and peaceful, was I falling in love? I better be close to it if I’m going to sleep with her tonight. I convinced myself that I was mature enough to separate sex and love and prayed that this woman wouldn’t have me losing my mind tonight. My friends always told me that once you’re touched by another woman and if it’s good then it would be hard not to go back to it. It’s not like I only wanted to do it one time and move on but tonight was only to be an experience. I only told her that there was a surprise in store for her when we got back to her room. I already had everything set up from the wine to the strawberries and whipped cream. I even arranged to have some rose petals from the door to the tub then to the bed. We walked around for about another hour before heading back to the hotel, I was really waiting for a text from the man in room service to give me the signal that everything was ready.
The moonlight made me all mushy and I just wanted to rub and kiss all over Tara, she couldn’t keep her hands off of me either. We headed back after the text came and I was just as nervous as I was excited for her to see what was waiting for her. We entered the room with candles and rose petals leading the way, she stood there with a smile as wide as the sea. She even had tears in her eyes; I closed the door and led her to the sofa where I fed her some strawberries and whip cream.
She leaned back on the sofa and closed her eyes, I leaned in and began kissing her on her ears and cheeks and she kissed me back, deep and passionately. I was feeling and liking this and I wanted to know the kind of love she offered. In the end no matter what happened I knew that I would never regret having her as my first.
I took off her clothes and then took off mine and guided her in the Jacuzzi tub, where the rose petals and bubbles awaited us as well as the chilled glasses of wine. She turned around and that’s when I realized she had a back full of bruises. When she noticed me looking she hurried and turned around. I allowed her to get in first then I followed. I made her lay back in my arms, in silence we tries to enjoy our bath but I couldn’t help but wonder who and how those bruises got on her back. My first thought went to Monica was she abusing my future love? We dried off then went back to the living room of the suite where we listened to music and sipped on wine. I looked at her and could see embarrassment on her face but that didn’t stop me from asking her about her bruises.
“So are you going to tell me about your bruises?”
“It’s nothing for you to worry about.”
“There are hundreds of bruises on your back, some old and some are new.”
“I know what’s on my back but I really don’t want to talk about it.”
“Did Monica do this to you?”
Tears filled her eyes and I knew the answers to my question. It was Monica beating the hell out of her but why would a woman in her position take this abuse? I held her in my arms and made a promise that she would never be abused again.
“She beats me, she beats me!”
“Baby she won’t lay a hand on you anymore I promise you.”
“She gets so angry and just starts throwing things, and then she comes at me and starts beating on me with brooms, shoes anything she can get her hands on.”
“Baby it will be alright, I’m here now.”
She cried in my arms and as she cried, I cried I could feel her pain and there was only one way to stop it! Now I had another reason to destroy this bitch life! She thought she was bad and in control? Well she was going to have a rude awakening and real soon. I knew that this woman had some screws loose but I also knew only someone who is out of control would do someone like this. Tara admitted to not fighting back and how she urged Monica to seek some type of counseling but she refused. So she stayed with her hoping that her love would help Monica change. Didn’t she know that in order for a person to change they had to want to change or either lose what they had and sometimes that didn’t work.
I reached over and grabbed the throw on the sofa and covered her. Then I went into the bedroom and changed into my sexy teddy, I was ready to give myself to her and the throbbing between my legs was ready for her too. I came out in my stilettos and sexy lingere and was happy to see that her tears had dried. She grabbed me and started kissing me furiously. Then she removed my clothing and found my juicy wet spot between my thighs. I threw one leg over the sofa and placed the other one on the floor. Her tongue was hot and wet when she placed it on my clitoris and she spread my lips apart her tongue entered into my hole, I don’t know if this had me on fire because she was my first or because it had been a long time since I had been touched but whatever it was I was loving it!
I squirmed as I felt my orgasm getting closer; I made her stop and lay down on the sofa. I removed her clothes and was amazed at the wetness that was between her legs. I had never done this before but I sucked it up and started to imitate what she had done to me and it must have been good because a few minutes later she was squeezing my head screaming that she was about to cum. The feeling that rushed through me after hearing those words made my pussy explode. I began to lick and suck her pussy faster and faster, I could feel her clitoris getting harder and harder in my mouth and then she came, screaming to the top of her lungs!
She then placed me back on the sofa and went to town on my pussy which welcomed her back. She licked and kissed on the inside of my thighs and as she slurped my juices she slid her tongue in and out of my hole. She then looked up at me and smiled.
“I have a surprise for you.”
“A surprise for me? What is it?”
“It’s a toy, can we try it?”
“Yes you can do whatever you want.”
I sat and waited for her to come back into the room with a taped box which made me smile knowing that she thought enough of me to get a new one. She put a condom on the strap on and then she put on some lubricate. I must admit I was kind of nervous but anxious too as she opened my legs and slid into my waiting hole. I moved and worked the strap on so that it would fit just right and reach the necessary spots and once that was done we found our rhythm and it was on. Sweat dripped from both our bodies as she fucked me with this dick. I now had the best of worlds, the softness of a woman and the stiffness of a strap on and boy could she work this toy! She placed my legs on top of her shoulders as I lay on my back and went in deep which made my pussy juicier and it talked back to her as she talked to me. The feeling was unreal; there really is no way to describe it the closest would be out of this world experience.
We fucked for five hours straight and by the time we finished we both were exhausted. We fell to sleep and slept in each others arms. I didn’t wake up until the next morning. I called Melissa and she was already up and getting the kids ready. She told me not to worry about it and to enjoy my time away.
Chapter 1
Anaya
We met under unusual circumstances I don’t think that either of us was looking for anyone, she just happened to be the bartender and I was the patron. Having someone to listen while you pour your heart out was a comfort. Still this night I wasn’t very talkative and really didn’t feel like being bothered! She was cute enough but after a few drinks everyone started to look attractive, this had become my place of escape when I want to forget about the rest of the world. There wasn’t too much I had to do these days I had just lost my job, now my life was heading in a very disturbing direction.
It was hard trying to keep myself from setting into the depression stage so by getting out I fooled myself into thinking that everything was going to be just fine! I really didn’t see a reason to deny myself the smaller things in life that had managed to bring me a little joy. So many times I would drink just to forget about it all well at least for the moment. Sitting in my seat I listened to the music that was playing on the jukebox and rocked back and forth to the rhythm of the beat. Not too long ago had I broke up from my last relationship and normally I would rush into another one but these days I wasn’t feeling that too much!
I would always make it to the bar early in the day and would often leave as the crowd started trickling in but tonight I discovered that I wanted to stay a little while longer and see what the night was going to bring. I watched the bartender as she flirted and smiled with the other customers and felt a hint of jealousy because thirty minutes ago she was mine… exclusively. I knew it was part of her job and the way that she made her money through her tips, so I decided to go to the dance floor where there were a few couples out there dancing. I moved alone to the beat of some old school music and made my way around the dance floor in my own little world and soon everyone was dancing to the beat!
To my surprise many wanted to dance with me and as we danced I seduced them with my moves and then sent them on their way as I waited for the next victim. I have to admit I was enjoying myself and happy that I decided to stay. I went back to my seat and the drinks just started coming, I asked the bartender who sent them and she just smiled and rocked to the beat.
“Don’t ask questions just drink up, there’s more to come.” She stated.
I smiled and thought to myself that she was beginning to look better and better to me, I was attracted to a person’s personality as well as their look. It had been challenging in the past for me to see a woman and work at making her mine! Usually after getting her and months later I was ready for someone new and that’s when we normally would go our separate ways.
Every relationship wasn’t meant to last and I really didn’t expect them to and as soon as they did something to piss me off my feelings changed instantly and the worst thing someone could do was insult my intelligence or think that I was stupid enough to believe their lies. There were times when the break up was my doings but not often, I had basically given up on love. I had made up in my mind that I didn’t need it at least not in that way, I knew there were others who thought the same as I did it was just a matter of finding them.
Losing My Mind (Excerpts)
1
Today started off like any other day getting up at five in the morning to cook breakfast then get some clothes out for my 9 month old, and four year old twins. Fed them breakfast and then get them dressed before I headed out to work. I had a used Pontiac Sunbird that I relied on to get me to and from work, but for some reason this morning I got in and discovered that it would not start and after fidgeting around I realized that it was out of gas. This only meant that why I was sleep one of my ungrateful older ones snuck and used it while I was sleeping. I hit the steering wheel after realizing that I would have to take the bus. I slammed the car door then walked two blocks to the bus stop, standing there I was hotter than fish grease but my rage would have to wait until I got home this evening. I was going off on all three of them since I knew no one would admit who used it. For all I know it could have been all three of them. I was sick and tired of my older kids treating me this way, I held back the tears that were stinging my eyes.
Today was not going to get me down, not again. I got on the bus and had to stand all the way to work, just making it on time with two minutes to spare. It was three blocks from the bus stop and I could swear that I was power walking all the way there. Before I could put my purse in my locker here comes Ming Lee fussing about what time it was and what orders we had to make sure was ready before 2pm. I just looked at her with one of my "I'm not having that shit today" looks and headed to my work station. I knew within five minutes I would be sweating like a pig but what could I expect working at a cleaner. I had been at this job for the last eight years and was only making minimum wage, now that's something. I was always looking for another job but never had the time to put in applications and even though Ming Lee was a pain at times whenever I needed an advance on my paycheck she always helped me out, I guess I knew other places would not do this so I stayed put. Worked for a little of nothing, got my check each week only to be broke a few hours later.
The bus ride home after work was working my last nerve to say the least; people pushing passed you without an excuse me, stepping on your aching feet. I stared out of the window and allowed my body to go numb or I was going to be sitting in somebody's jail. The more I thought the angrier I got if it wasn't for these damn kids taking my car and riding all the gas out I wouldn't be dealing with these ass holes on this bus. Soon as I get home somebody is going to walk and get some gas for my car and it not going to be me! Tired of this crap every time you look around! I walked home as fast as my tired aching feet would take me, cursing to myself as I walked, waving at the nosey ass people who tried their best to hold a conversation with me but didn't they have sense enough to know that after standing on my feet, and standing on a bus that I did not want to talk to anyone. The closer I got to my house the louder the music got, I was convinced that these kids of mine had lost their damn minds. Now if they want to see how someone lose their mind I was about to show them!
I kicked open the front door and with the music so loud no one even heard me. I made my way over to where the stereo that I had paid my hard earn money for and turned it off. Wouldn't you know as soon as the music stopped that's when they noticed that someone had entered the house. I stood there looking at them shaking my head. My eyes then darted around the room at all the books and clothes that were on the floor, stepping over toys as I made my way towards the kitchen, Lord only knows what I was going to find in there.
Excerpt from " Losing My Mind..."
Chapter 10
Everything was going according to plan and even though I couldn’t show it on the outside I was smiling on the inside. She was slowly but surely losing everything that she had. Tara would keep me updated with her stroke of bad luck, she had no clue that I was behind it all. I thought she would feel relieved to know that soon she would be rid of this bitch but it seem like it was having a different effect on her. We still went out on our dates and though I hated hearing about Monica I would ask questions just so that I could stay a step ahead of the game. Sometimes it looked as if she was lost or maybe she felt obligated to her whatever it was it was making me sick to my stomach! I had plan a special night for us, tonight I was going to give myself to Tara and even though it had not been the amount of time I wanted, I felt that I had waited long enough. I had an overnight bag full of sexy treats for her, I wasn’t sure how I was suppose to turn on a woman but I figured it was no different from a man. We walked for a long time by the lakefront; the moon shining down on the water at night was so beautiful. I figured we could use this time to talk about us and have a romantic ambience at the same time. I wanted to set the mood. We talked some and held hands as we strolled, she smiled at me and it made my heart melt. It had been a long time since I felt this way and it was very welcomed. I felt like I was back in high school again, all giddy and goofy. I needed this in my life why I wasted do much time with Justin Sr. I will never know but I was glad that it was here now. I guess it’s true what they say its better late than never. I prayed that this feeling would never go away that Tara would remain an important part of my life but I guess only time could tell. I was just going to enjoy the now and take things one day at a time. I was hungry so we stopped and grabbed some po-boys from Gene’s and then we got a couple of daiquiris. New Orleans had some of the best food and there was no other place I’d rather live, there were so many things to do and see. We decided to walk o the French Quarters and see what was going on there as usual it was packed. You could tell the tourist because they were usually super excited. We peeped inside the many clubs that was lined up and down Bourbon Street. People were drunk and hilarious at he same time, we listened to some of the live bands as we made our way through the crowd. I was so relaxed and really never thought about the fact that I was walking down Bourbon Street holding hands with a woman. You couldn’t have told me a year ago I would have been doing this. Somehow it felt so right, Tara seemed to be comfortable with me and though she really didn’t talk much I could tell she was feeling me through her actions. Though I wish that she would be more verbal but I wasn’t in the habit of forcing people, in do time she’ll say just what’s on her mind. I looked at her and smiled she smiled back as she placed her hand on the small of my back. I felt protected and peaceful, was I falling in love? I better be close to it if I’m going to sleep with her tonight. I convinced myself that I was mature enough to separate sex and love and prayed that this woman wouldn’t have me losing my mind tonight. My friends always told me that once you’re touched by another woman and if it’s good then it would be hard not to go back to it. It’s not like I only wanted to do it one time and move on but tonight was only to be an experience. I only told her that there was a surprise in store for her when we got back to her room. I already had everything set up from the wine to the strawberries and whipped cream. I even arranged to have some rose petals from the door to the tub then to the bed. We walked around for about another hour before heading back to the hotel, I was really waiting for a text from the man in room service to give me the signal that everything was ready.
The moonlight made me all mushy and I just wanted to rub and kiss all over Tara, she couldn’t keep her hands off of me either. We headed back after the text came and I was just as nervous as I was excited for her to see what was waiting for her. We entered the room with candles and rose petals leading the way, she stood there with a smile as wide as the sea. She even had tears in her eyes; I closed the door and led her to the sofa where I fed her some strawberries and whip cream.
She leaned back on the sofa and closed her eyes, I leaned in and began kissing her on her ears and cheeks and she kissed me back, deep and passionately. I was feeling and liking this and I wanted to know the kind of love she offered. In the end no matter what happened I knew that I would never regret having her as my first.
I took off her clothes and then took off mine and guided her in the Jacuzzi tub, where the rose petals and bubbles awaited us as well as the chilled glasses of wine. She turned around and that’s when I realized she had a back full of bruises. When she noticed me looking she hurried and turned around. I allowed her to get in first then I followed. I made her lay back in my arms, in silence we tries to enjoy our bath but I couldn’t help but wonder who and how those bruises got on her back. My first thought went to Monica was she abusing my future love? We dried off then went back to the living room of the suite where we listened to music and sipped on wine. I looked at her and could see embarrassment on her face but that didn’t stop me from asking her about her bruises.
“So are you going to tell me about your bruises?”
“It’s nothing for you to worry about.”
“There are hundreds of bruises on your back, some old and some are new.”
“I know what’s on my back but I really don’t want to talk about it.”
“Did Monica do this to you?”
Tears filled her eyes and I knew the answers to my question. It was Monica beating the hell out of her but why would a woman in her position take this abuse? I held her in my arms and made a promise that she would never be abused again.
“She beats me, she beats me!”
“Baby she won’t lay a hand on you anymore I promise you.”
“She gets so angry and just starts throwing things, and then she comes at me and starts beating on me with brooms, shoes anything she can get her hands on.”
“Baby it will be alright, I’m here now.”
She cried in my arms and as she cried, I cried I could feel her pain and there was only one way to stop it! Now I had another reason to destroy this bitch life! She thought she was bad and in control? Well she was going to have a rude awakening and real soon. I knew that this woman had some screws loose but I also knew only someone who is out of control would do someone like this. Tara admitted to not fighting back and how she urged Monica to seek some type of counseling but she refused. So she stayed with her hoping that her love would help Monica change. Didn’t she know that in order for a person to change they had to want to change or either lose what they had and sometimes that didn’t work.
I reached over and grabbed the throw on the sofa and covered her. Then I went into the bedroom and changed into my sexy teddy, I was ready to give myself to her and the throbbing between my legs was ready for her too. I came out in my stilettos and sexy lingere and was happy to see that her tears had dried. She grabbed me and started kissing me furiously. Then she removed my clothing and found my juicy wet spot between my thighs. I threw one leg over the sofa and placed the other one on the floor. Her tongue was hot and wet when she placed it on my clitoris and she spread my lips apart her tongue entered into my hole, I don’t know if this had me on fire because she was my first or because it had been a long time since I had been touched but whatever it was I was loving it!
I squirmed as I felt my orgasm getting closer; I made her stop and lay down on the sofa. I removed her clothes and was amazed at the wetness that was between her legs. I had never done this before but I sucked it up and started to imitate what she had done to me and it must have been good because a few minutes later she was squeezing my head screaming that she was about to cum. The feeling that rushed through me after hearing those words made my pussy explode. I began to lick and suck her pussy faster and faster, I could feel her clitoris getting harder and harder in my mouth and then she came, screaming to the top of her lungs!
She then placed me back on the sofa and went to town on my pussy which welcomed her back. She licked and kissed on the inside of my thighs and as she slurped my juices she slid her tongue in and out of my hole. She then looked up at me and smiled.
“I have a surprise for you.”
“A surprise for me? What is it?”
“It’s a toy, can we try it?”
“Yes you can do whatever you want.”
I sat and waited for her to come back into the room with a taped box which made me smile knowing that she thought enough of me to get a new one. She put a condom on the strap on and then she put on some lubricate. I must admit I was kind of nervous but anxious too as she opened my legs and slid into my waiting hole. I moved and worked the strap on so that it would fit just right and reach the necessary spots and once that was done we found our rhythm and it was on. Sweat dripped from both our bodies as she fucked me with this dick. I now had the best of worlds, the softness of a woman and the stiffness of a strap on and boy could she work this toy! She placed my legs on top of her shoulders as I lay on my back and went in deep which made my pussy juicier and it talked back to her as she talked to me. The feeling was unreal; there really is no way to describe it the closest would be out of this world experience.
We fucked for five hours straight and by the time we finished we both were exhausted. We fell to sleep and slept in each others arms. I didn’t wake up until the next morning. I called Melissa and she was already up and getting the kids ready. She told me not to worry about it and to enjoy my time away.