Summer Love pt. 4

I was glad to be back home in the wonderful city of Atlanta, not only did I miss it but my sexy pecan tan was here. It felt like forever since I had last seen Kevin and I was dying to see him. On the drive up all I could think about was him. How much I couldn’t wait to be in his arms again. The way he looks at me with those bedroom eyes; that gorgeous smile; those lips, God knows how much I love them, and that New York accent drives me crazy. Its not just his looks, he is the sweetest person I’ve ever met. So kind and gentle yet possesses so much strength, intelligence, and power. After five hours I was exhausted and all I wanted was to cuddle up with man and go to sleep. My baby had a healthy sexual appetite and I knew that if I headed over to his place I wouldn’t be getting any sleep so to my apartment was where I headed.  Man, it felt so good to be home! I dropped my bags and headed straight for the shower. After showering it was time for me to relax but just as I was about to climb into my king sized bed there was a knock at my door.
“Kevin, what are you doing here,” I asked surprisingly.
“Well I knew that you would be tired and probably wouldn’t come to my place so I came to yours.”
“Babe, I’m really tired and need some sleep.”
“I know you do but I really wanted to see you tonight and I just couldn’t wait. All I want is to hold you in my arms until you fall asleep.”
“Aww babe, you are just so sweet. I knew there was a reason why I loved you so much.” I said running into his arms.
Being in his arms just felt so right, when I was there I felt so safe like nothing could ever harm me. There was a place that I always wanted to stay.  We cuddled up into my bed and began to watch Love Jones. Kevin knew how much I loved that movie so back when we first began dating  he bought it for me, its no telling how many times we’ve watched this movie. During the middle of the movie I must’ve dosed off because I woke up to a pitch black room, jazz playing from the IPod and there were those bedroom eyes staring right at me.
“Babe, what are you still doing up?”
“It’s not that late. You fell asleep during the movie so I turned it off so it wouldn’t disturb you. I went to work out, came back took a shower, and you were still sleeping. Did you know that you look so beautiful while you were sleeping,” he asked moving my hair from my face.
I couldn’t help but smile. I loved this man so much and Lord knows that I would never do anything to mess this up. Sometimes I just think about how I got so lucky, this man is everything a woman could ask for and then some. He treats me like his queen and there is nothing that he wouldn’t do for me that I wouldn’t do for him. When I was going through some tough times back in the day, I could always turn to him for support. He was there when no one else was and it was then that I knew that this was the one.
“Come on babe, let’s go to sleep,” I said snuggling up against his body “I love you Kevin.”
“I love  you too my mocha.” It was then that we let Ella carry us off into another world. As the morning sun peaked through my window, I was awaken by those luscious lips with a good morning kiss. For the rest of the summer I would be looking forward to waking up to that every morning, however waking up to it for the rest of my life would be even better.

Summer Love pt. 2

This is the summer that I want everything to be perfect! I haven’t spent a summer together with my boyfriend since we began dating as juniors in high school. We will be away from all of the distractions: professors, classes, coaches, football, teammates, and parents. Damn, how much I miss him!! It’s kind of hard with our schools being hours away from each other to spend quality time together. I haven’t seen him since we left for school this year. Even on the holidays it was difficult because neither of us were home at the same time.  Thanksgiving and Christmas he was playing in football championships and I was home getting ready to prepare for the up and coming track season after the break. During the season I always tried my best to make it to the games that I could when they weren’t always on the road but even that was limited cause all I could do was see his number running on and off the field. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m glad that my baby’s doing what he loves, he was one of the best running backs in conference. You could see the number 5 everywhere at those games, but it does take a toll on our relationship.  That’s why I’m planning this surprise getaway for just the two of us. Kevin has never been to the beach, so I talked my godparents into letting us stay at their beach house on Little Saint Simons Island in Georgia.  It’s privately owned and stretches 10,000 feet and the best part is the only transportation is by a boat. I have a feeling that he’s gonna love it!

Link to pt. 3:

http://mayneevent23.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-love-pt-3.html

Russia has a BLACK politician

Yes, people you read that right in NOVOZAVIDOVO, Russia the town has elected their first black politician!!

Read more here http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20100725/ap_on_re_eu/eu_russia_black_politician

Congrats are in order!!

Lesbian Lovers pt. 3

That next morning I think everyone slept in late, which pushed back some of the activities. To my surprise that sorry ass boyfriend of mines still wasn’t back. Which was unusual because he always came back before light hit. I am getting sick and tired of this shit, I can’t take it  anymore I had had enough. I packed all of my things went down to the front desk and asked for another room. I was so happy when they had a few openings, I got as far away as I could possibly get from him. 2 floors up and all the way on the end so that I could admire the view. I was still kind of tired so my plan was to go to sleep. That was until my neighbor from across the hall decided to go get some ice. There I stood with the door open and luggage in my hand getting ready to go inside when I looked up and couldn’t believe my eyes.
“Heather,” I asked with a shocked look on my face.
There she was with a sports bra and balling shorts on going to get ice. As much time I spent with her last night I know her from anywhere.
“You missed me that much that you decided to get closer to me?”
“Huh,” I said with a confused look on my face, then I realized what she meant “oh no, he didn’t come back to the room last night. I’m so tired of his shit. I’m done, I went downstairs to ask for another room and here I am.”
“Ok, look this ain’t the place to have a conversation and plus I’m not fully dressed. So why don’t when I come back from getting ice, I come over to your room and we can talk.”
“Well, I have to shower and unpack so how about when I get done I come over to ya room.”
She looked a little uneasy for a second “Umm, I kind of have company so your room would be better.”
“Um, okay. Give me an hour.”
“Okay.”
    I don’t know why she was so uneasy about saying that she had company, it’s not like its any of my business who she’s sleeping with. Last night was just conversation and a little too much to drink. It was nothing more than that but it was fun. Twenty minutes later I had finally unpacked all of my things. What my boyfriend didn’t know was that I wasn’t leaving after the weekend was over, I planned on staying an extra week to have time for myself. It was finally time to take a shower, the hot water felt so good against my skin that I didn’t realize that I had stayed in longer than I anticipated until I heard banging on my room door. I hurried out the shower, grabbed the closest robe threw it on and answered the door. Apparently, the robe that I chose was the wrong one when I seen the expression on her face. That’s when I noticed that I grabbed the silk robe, the fabric had clung to my wet skin giving her a real show.
“Come in,” I said turning around “I stayed in longer than I anticipated so excuse me, I’ll just be a minute I have to rinse my hair.”
“Take your time,” she said with a grin on her face.
I rushed back into the shower to rinse my hair, she was a guest and leaving her in a room by herself was rude. Stepping out the shower patting my face dry I didn’t realize that she was there standing in my doorway.
“Damn, you scared me!”
“I didn’t mean to.”
“Why are you right there anyways? I said make yourself comfortable.”
“And I did, I was just admiring the view. I mean after all you were the one who forgot to close the door rushing to wash out your hair.”
I couldn’t help but laugh “Damn, you’re right. I thought that I did. Well do you mind stepping out so that I could get dressed?”
“What for? I’ve already seen ya body and personally, I wouldn’t mind seeing you like that for a while,” she said walking towards me.
I hurriedly walked past her trying to get to my clothes but she grabbed and turned me around.
“Look Hea…..”
She kissed me right in the middle of my sentence. All of the questions and doubts that I had all went away. It was something about the way she kissed me, it was so passionate, so tender, so caring like she knew what was running through my mind and wanted to erase every doubt that I had. The feelings and the desire in that kiss was something that I haven’t felt in awhile. What am I saying? I don’t like women, I love dick!! But this kiss, it’s something about it that just feels so right. The way she held me made me want to melt in her arms, I felt safe like nothing could hurt me. I didn’t know what would happen tonight or later on down the road but I do know that right now I wanted her in every way possible even if it was just for this moment.

Lesbian Lovers pt. 2

I was interrupted from my thoughts when I realized that everyone was staring at me. I thought for sure I had been busted staring at her, but it turns out that they had called me up there to represent the women from our club to accept the trophy for the sexiest women. I strutted up on the stage to accept the award. My body looked amazing I must say. Many thought my breasts were fake, but they are real just perky and I must say that it’s hard for a woman with D’s to pull that off  with a small waist leading to nice round hips. What they didn’t know was that I did every sport that anyone could think of growing up and now I took a pole dancing class and mixed martial arts to stay in shape. I stood well over six feet with those heels on, but  heels or no heels I was tall. I scanned the crowd and once again she caught my eye, but I couldn’t stare too long cause her lover was standing by her and mines was looking at me. After a few more pictures I headed to the club’s table to sit down the trophy and head to the floor with my girls. Motorcycle events are known for being very raunchy and this was no different. There was freaky dancing, people making out with groupies, and then you had the bold ones off in a dark corner somewhere having sex while they’re significant others were back at home. We all had a code, whatever happens at an event stays there, no one is allowed to bring the drama back home with us, the club is not responsible for their actions. My girls and I were out showing our asses on the dance floor, from reggae to R & B, to hip hop. We never left the floor. My favorite part of the nights were the dance contests, a lot of the ladies from the club including myself were from the islands, so we partied like we were still there. That night we gave everybody a show. We grinded on each other, other men and women, our members, even the DJ got in on the action. Throughout the night I would glance her way and find her looking at me with lust in her eyes. By the end of the night we were all feeling good and ready for whatever happened next. The party continued in one of the president’s suite upstairs.

There I was kind of laid back, I had a good buzz and horny as hell. But I couldn’t find my boyfriend for nothing in the world that’s when I figured that he had left with some groupie by now. I was ready to leave but had to stop to use the bathroom first. Before I even reached the bathroom, I could hear the moans coming from the other side of the door, so now I had to walk to find the bathroom on the floor. As I opened the door to go inside there she was about to come out, I gave her a quick smile and brushed right passed her before I pissed all over myself. As I went to dry my hands I looked up and there she was standing there waiting on me. We formally introduced ourselves, her name was Heather, kind of weird cause I would’ve thought that she would’ve changed it to something more masculine. Heather and I stayed in the bathroom for hours just talking about any and everything. Not once did we stop to think about what time it was or was anyone concern on our whereabouts. Hell, I don’t think that even noticed that we were gone. Just as the thought popped in my head it quickly vanished when here phone started to ring. The way she looked at it and rolled her eyes I could tell that it was her friend.

“Do you have to go?” I asked hoping she would say yes because the thoughts running through my head were very impure and I couldn’t think why I was having these thoughts about her.

“No, I don’t have to go. She’ll be alright.” 

“Her, is she the secretary from the club?” Why did I care? Why was I starting to feel jealous. I guess she picked up on my frustrations and started to laugh. I didn’t find anything funny about this.

“It’s okay to feel that way. I mean it’s only natural,” Heather said with a slight grin.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I lied.

“I mean we have been in this bathroom for hours just talking about any and everything. It’s okay to be jealous.”

“I’m not jealous. Look it’s getting late and we have to get up in a few hours for the fundraiser ride. So I guess I’ll see you there.”

“I hope so and I can’t wait to see you in a bikini.”

I hurried out of the bathroom and up to my room so that I could get some sleep. It was no surprise to me walking in my room to see my boyfriend not there, he probably fell asleep in some random girl’s bed. I’m so glad that he’s not here it will give me time to think. I took a long hot shower, oiled myself down, turned on my jazz and hoped in the bed. Before I knew it I was sleep.

Hair Update

Ok you guys, I know that I havent done an update on my hair and I promise that I will be doing more soon.. It's almost been a month since I announced that I was going natural. But I've actually been transitioning for 4 or 5 months before I actually said anything. So I guess I've been transitiong for almost six months now and I can say that I've really seen a difference. I wear a lot of braid and twist outs. Today, I cowashed my hair and let my hair dry and as I ran my hands through my head my new growth already began coiling up and I'm so excited. I trimmed my ends like last week and I'm so excited to see what is to come. The coiling is mostly in the back and some parts in the middle. I'm waiting to see how the front will turn out!! I will be getting braids or twists probably by the end of this month, so be looking for me updates!!

Lesbian Lovers Pt. 1

I met her during a ride to Jacksonville for  The Ladies Of Elegance first anniversary party. It was a big group so I didn’t notice her at first. It wasn’t until we were assigned to both be sergeant at arms and to make sure that no one was left behind that I finally paid attention to her. There she was on this gorgeous custom made Yamaha 1400 with a beautiful and sexy brown skinned beauty on her bike airbrushed naked. She had these piercing hazel eyes that kept staring at me. I was so fixated on the details of her artwork that I didn’t hear her tell me that we were getting ready to leave. For an hour and a half I watched as that naked lady sped in front of me, that was until a car thought that it could zip through our tight formation and ran me off the road. My baby, my custom made, one of a kind beauty was now lying beside me wrecked and I laid there trying to figure out what had just happened. In a split second I had lost focus and my life was almost ended. No one had really seen what just happen, their agenda was to get everybody there on time. It was then that I seen that naked brown skin beauty staring at me. We tied my bike down on the trailer behind us and there I was now riding on the naked beauty. Straddling the bike, I noticed that  I was right between her legs and chuckled at the coincidence.
For the next half hour my hands were wrapped tightly around the mysterious owner’s waist. I could feel their braided hair brushing up against my cheek. The wind brushed past us as if we were the only ones on the road. With each and every curve and turn our bodies were in sync as if we could anticipate the other’s move. It was if we were one. We arrived later than anticipated and the others had already left to go to join the festivities. By the time I had got settled into my room and laid out by the pool, the naked lady was gone. I had dozed off by the pool when I felt someone staring at me. I looked around and saw no one  so I shrugged it off. On my way back to my room, I was stopped by this tall white man with long brunette braids covered in tats and handed me the keys to my bike. I guess they saw the confused look on my face and started to explain but was interrupted by my club coming to my room to check up on me. I said thanks and headed to my room with a few of the girls to get ready for tonight’s events.
There we were the ladies of Chosen Ryderz with our sexy black romper suits, 4 inch heels, and the club’s patch on our arm, the men coordinated with their black dickie work suits with the club’s logo stitched in baby blue on the back. As they were introducing the clubs in attendance there stood the naked lady’s owner across the way staring at me. I stood there in shock he was a she, I couldn’t believe my eyes!! She was the vice-president of Perfect Ten and also a really close friend of the secretary. I could not believe my eyes, she had no feminine features what so ever, she didn’t even have to wear a bra because it looked as if she could fit into a training bra, that was until I heard her speak. Her voice was so soft, so sincere, so sexy. Wait, why was I thinking these things about her after all I was nowhere near single, my boyfriend was the president/co-founder of our club. On top of that I was STRAIGHT, but I couldn’t help the way she had me feeling. Maybe because she had stopped to help me when no one else didn’t. It’s no secret that a lot of females didn’t like me, I mean my boyfriend isn’t exactly the best at keeping his shit in his pants and I had just about had enough. He had already moved out the house before we came but no matter what we tried to keep it civil cause after all we had a club to keep running. It was something about her that I just couldn’t pin at this point. 

Open or Closed?

So a friend and I were talking a few minutes ago and it really got me thinking about how much do we actually know about our partners/significant others/ persons of interest. I mean if one is in a committed relationship and what not, shouldnt you know your partner in and out? Through and through... But looking at the people I know, no one is excluded from this, it seems as if some only show their partners one side of them. The side that they want to see, its like they do not fully know the person they married or are dating. But yet as I've observed those that are in open relationships they seem to be a lot more happy. I know many of ya'll are like open relationships? I dont wan't my partner having sex with other people. It's not really about having relations with other people. As someone I was talking to yesterday said that its the person being greedy and it's not that. It's being fully able to trust your partner, you know each others boundaries, you know them in and out there are no secrets between the two of you. If you two decide that you want to keep your sex life interesting and sleep with different people from time to time whose to say you can't do that. You're not cheating and most likely there are rules and limits to what you can and can not do. I don't see anything wrong with keeping your relationship fresh, you two don't set into a boring routine. If more people would educate themselves on open relationships and just stop being so closed minded then there would be far less cheating, lying, and not trusting your partner going on. I guess the way I was raised , the people I surround myself with, or just things that I've seen and learned taught me not to be so closed minded to certain things. I have more of an open mind than a lot of people. I tend to wanna see the positive side of things rather than be so negative. We only have one life, so let's not waste it being predictable and the you're left looking back wishing that you would've tried this or that.

Anger/Hurt/Happiness

Sometimes I wonder what happened to me? How did I end up this way? Im not necessarily bitter just more so angry. I didn’t realize how angry I was. So mad at all that has gone in my life. I havent caught a break since I was 14. My relationships havent been exactly good, I don’t really have them. I remember always being this shy girl which grew into my being a shy woman who never really opened up and expressed herself. I’m actually thankful for Terry, even though all the BS we’ve been through he’s helped me with that. I’m expressing myself a lot better and what I’m expressing seems like years of built up anger. Don’t get me wrong that’s not all that I’m expressing. Ok, lets take for example this person I’m talking to when I finally started talking more he said I thought you were this shy sweet girl but you’re not. I was once upon a time, it might be due to the fact that I’m not a girl anymore, I’m growing into my own lady. But I would like to get this anger out of me because I feel that its hindering me from doing a lot of things. I’m scared to love anyone, I’m scared to be vulnerable, I’m upset that I’m always the “friend.” I always help people get over there problems and get through whatever but yet no one actually sticks around for me. I’ve tried to figure that one out for many years. If I tell them about my past they got scared and that just made me slowly close back up. Then I started to think if people are only going to get scared or look at me differently when I tell them certain things then I would rather keep it to myself. Maybe I will end up by myself, who knows. As of right now, I just think that its best if I’m by myself. I’m tired of people stringing me along and getting my feelings involved when that’s not easy for me to do at all. I have to say probably a lot of the anger is geared towards to myself cause I keep allowing myself to get attached and catch feelings for people and the end result is me getting hurt. I’ll tell myself that no more until I get myself on track, but the compassionate and loving person inside of me always seems to come out. It’s a constant fight between me wanting to be the “bitch” to protect myself and that inner person who just cares so much and for some reason they always win. I have a this hard exterior so that people won’t get close but somehow some people do and it bothers me that I let them. I cant risk another heartache and after all that I been through I deserve someone whose gonna love me in and out. Who will understand and accept me for who I am. I guess I should say be IN love with me. Cause there is a difference between loving someone and being IN love with them. I guess you could say I’m a romantic, as much as I want to believe in fairy tales and happy endings I know that isn’t always the case. One day when GOD decides that its time I know that he will send me that one special person. Until that time, I will continue to better myself and focus on my relationship with GOD and myself.