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I go through my day in a daze
Wondering which set of words or phrase will make you stay
The phone rings, your name is on the screen
Your inner storm is masked by a voice most serene
You have no clue what I know. You don't know what I've seen.

I'm holding back the storm not letting the clouds show
But like verbal vomit it all comes out
Every accusation every lie every doubt
I cry and you scream 
This is NOT the dream you thought it would be 

Whats so wonderful about her that you lie 
How can it be so magic that you're willing to lose you and I
Is she curvier, Is her hair longer? 
Are her breast fuller, is her pussy game stronger?
Who is she and what does she do so much better?
How can you love me yet she writes "Daddy you make it wetter"

You say all of that is in the past 
But these messages were from Friday before last
Now I run. I run away from you. 
I'm hiding far away yet I still don't escape you.

Oh this hurt. It's so deep. 
I cry all night. No eating and no sleep. 
Has she won?
This battle for your love that I didn't even know had begun?

No fuck that! I'm done. I'm leaving for good. 
But when I'm leaving you don't say the things I wish you would. 
No saying baby please stay. No I love you's 
No telling me I'll be lost without you 

Instead you mutter it is what it is
We have no attachment, no house no kids
But that doesn't stop the hurt
Your refusal to fight, pushed me lower than dirt

So finally I leave but the moth in me is drawn to the flame that is you
I break down and you tell me just what I want to hear like you always do,
Shit. I'm here again looking at the clock.
Wondering when you're coming home. Man this cycle has to stop. 

Today in Idiot News!

So when idiots attack....someone loses a tongue?

 Kudos to the brave woman from SC who fought this little ass off as best as she could. When the victim answered her door the 16 year old rapist was allegedly standing there with a 13 inch knife. He scooped up the woman and carried her into her bedroom where later she was able to escaped when he shoved his tongue in her mouth, the victim then bit down onto his tongue until she heard a snap and then made her escape. Wow! Eww.  This is really ridiculous. With all the whores and 'thots" around you really have to try taking it from someone? Its disgusting. And to make matters worse the criminal was later caught when his MOM called 911 for him reporting that his tongue was missing.  The 16 year old will be tried as an adult.


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Roses Are Red Dahlia's Are Black (Short)

Roses are Red Dahlia’s are Black

Rose and Alex stepped out of the car and ascended the walkway to the house. Instead of being greeted by Mr. and Mrs. Hodell as expected they found a note taped to the front door instead. 

Sorry to have not been here to give you both a proper greeting but Mrs. H is a little under the weather. Perhaps we can all have dinner some other time. The key is near and safe. Welcome to Hollywood loves. See you all soon, we hope you love our home as much as we did when we stayed there. You’ll find she's full of surprises.

Mr and Mrs H.

“Dude really?” Alex read the note over Rose’s shoulder.
“Guess we have to find the key.” Rose sat down her suitcase and began wandering around.
“I mean it get it that they’re white, and white people do stuff like this but-”
“Alex, you’re white.” Rose laughed as she knelt near some plants looking for a hiding spot for a key.
“Yeah well...I’m not on the inside.”
“Sure.” Rose laughed.
Alex found the key taped to the inside of a faux mailbox off to the side. Anxiously Rose fumbled to open the door to their new home. Finally she got the door open and was in awe of the beauty her eyes were witnessing. It was like the home was frozen in time, straight out of her dreams. She took a step inside and found a light switch. At once she gasped as a cold chill swept over her body and she found she couldn’t move. Her vision clouded and when she blinked it were as if she had went to another time.
Suddenly rose found herself in the middle of a room at what seemed to be a party. Looking around at the men and women there it had to have been in the 1940’s. The women had wavy hair fashioned like Marilyn Monroe would have and the men were dressed sharp in suits that made them all look like they belonged on a movie set with Lloyd Bacon or Desi Arnaz. Out of all the commotion going on around her Rose’s attention was drawn to a man in the far corner leaning against a grand piano. Everything about him read ‘lady’s man’ or ‘playboy’. He was tall and had a slim build with a very thin but perfectly lined moustache, drink in hand and a look that said ‘be mine’. With his dark wavy hair and ultra white smile Rose could see why the women were gathered around him hanging onto his every word.
As if he noticed she were in the room, the man looked up and locked eyes with Rose. He winked at her and Rose felt another shudder. She didn’t know why but she had the strong urge to run away but it were as if her legs were planted firmly on the floor.
“Run away.” A voice said directly into Rose’s ear.
Rose looked again and now the mystery man was making his way over to her. The music playing loudly throughout the party stopped and all that Rose could hear was the sounds of his footsteps as he grew closer. With each step the voice warning her to run grew louder. Rose’s heart pounded faster in her chest. For some reason she still couldn’t move. Just as the man stood in front of her about to reach out and touch her the voice screeched in her ear and she blacked out. Alex had been watching her stand there trembling in a trancelike state for about five minutes trying to snap her out of it. He caught her just in time as she fainted, landing in his arms with tears streaming down her face.
When she woke up Rose was in a strange bedroom. She sat up in the middle of a large bed with plush bedding. The room was dimly lit by a small old Tiffany lamp on the bedside table.

“It took you long enough.” A woman laughed and suddenly appeared at the foot of the bed.
“You.” Rose felt dizzy as she stared at the woman she had seen earlier in visions that had been polluting her mind.
“I’ve been waiting for you.” The woman slid closer to Rose and gently brushed her hair away from her face.
“What?” Rose’s hand trembled as she pushed her away.
“Shh. We’ll talk later.” The gorgeous dark haired woman disappeared seemingly into thin air as Alex opened the double doors to the bedroom.
“Rose? Hey umm this is weird but some guy named Charles Gordon is here. He says you’d be expecting him.” Alex leaned in the doorway and frowned.
“Not funny Alex why would Charles Gordon be here for me?” Rose laughed at her friends cruel joke. Charles Gordon was a director Rose had only dreamt of working with. He mostly did movies with an old Hollywood theme to it.
“Seriously. Here’s his card. He’s waiting for you in the room out front.”
“Holy shit.” Rose looked at his card. “Umm I’ll be out soon.” Rose shoved Alex out of the room and tossed her suitcase on the bed and began rummaging through it for something to wear.
“Come here.” Again the woman appeared. This time she stood by the closet at the opposite side of the room.”
Rose was about to scream but before the sound could come out the woman was in front of her, she placed one finger to her mouth shushing her. Suddenly it came to Rose who the woman was.

“You’re....the Black Dahlia.” Rose’s mind was filled with images that she had seen all over the internet pertaining to the beautiful woman’s demise.
“Or you can call me Beth.”
“No fucking way. I’m dreaming.” Rose backed away.
“Here does this make it clearer for you.” Beth aka Elizabeth Short stood in front of Rose. Her face morphed the gorgeous made up face to the grotesque, sliced from ear to ear face Rose had seen in multiple pictures online about her murder.
“Oh my god! I don’t know what you want but don’t kill me.” Rose started pleading for her life.
“Shh. Shh silly, beautiful creature you.” Elizabeth silenced Rose by giving her a full on kiss on the her lips. “All I want is a second chance. Through you. I’m going to make you a star baby.”

Slowly Elizabeth guided Rose towards the closet. The doors flung open revealing a large walk in. When they stepped in Rose noticed the clothing, while all fabulous and clearly expensive, it all had a pinup, Marilyn Monroe/Dorothy Dandridge vibe. Unable to speak of fully process what was going on Rose stood still as her clothes fell from her body to the floor. Elizabeth buzzed around the closet happily grabbing random dresses and tops holding them up to Rose trying to decide what she wanted her new Barbie doll to wear. Finally she decided on a tight black wiggle dress with black pumps that accentuated Rose’s calves perfectly.

“Now what would you be without your dahlia.” Elizabeth pulled a black flower from her hair and placed it into Rose’s coiffed hair.
“I look so pretty.” Rose looked at herself in the floor length mirror.
“You’re breathtaking.” Elizabeth walked and stood next to her.

It was quite the eery site before the two in the mirror. It's like Rose was an African American version of Elizabeth. Both standing there in there slim fitting black dresses and black pumps, wavy hair drawn back on one side with the signature dahlia adorning the side. Elizabeth smiled, very pleased with what she saw. Time for the show to begin.
Side by side they strutted out of the bedroom into the front sunroom where the two men were waiting. Alex nearly spit out his drink as he set his eyes on his roommate. He’d never seen her look so different before. Mr. Gordon’s eyes danced all over Rose’s body. He knew from then on out whatever he was working on the woman that stood before his eyes would have to be a part of it. Rose took a step into the room and heard Elizabeth whisper “Show time baby.” A cold and somehow fulfilling sensation came over Rose as she felt Elizabeth enter her body. It's like she was present in the room but Elizabeth was taking over her body.
“So how did you find me?” Rose asked.
“Well Mr. Hodell mentioned he’s and his wife had seen an amazing singer in New Jersey on their vacation last year and they told me that you would be coming
Alex stared suspiciously at Rose while the three of them sat chit chatting together. He knew that something was up with his friend but he just couldn’t put his finger on it. She moved differently. It's like every hand gesture was especially careful and delicate. It was such a turn on to watch. Even as she casually crossed one leg over the over it was driving him crazy. And now her voice, it was Rose speaking but she sounded like one of the women he had seen poolside in some old movie set in the 1930s or something. What was going on?

“Alex?” Mr. Gordon tried getting his attention again.
“Yeah?”
“I was asking if you mind if I steal your girlfriend for a walk around the gardens to talk some business.” Mr. Gordon and Rose stood near the door.
“Oh sure. But she’s not my girlfriend.” Alex laughed nervously.
“Yeah Alex is too good for a silly old goose like me.” Rose laughed and lightly hit Mr. Gordon’s arm.
“Son, if someone mistakes this gorgeous woman for yours I wouldn’t correct them if I were you. It leaves her open to old predators like me.” Mr. Gordon laughed.
“Oh Mr. Gordon!” Rose giggled again.

They made their way down the hall and veered off to the right towards to sliding glass doors that led out into the beautiful gardens. At first it was just casual talk of what Rose was hoping to accomplish in Hollywood and who were here favorite actors and actresses. But then Rose took a seat on a bench in front of a small koi pond. What are you doing? Rose asked Elizabeth in her mind. Trust me, we’re going to get what we want.

“Oh Mr. Gordon you have something on your lip there.” Rose/Elizabeth leaned in close and took Mr Gordon’s face into her hands. Slowly she brought her lips to his and kissed him softly. “There.” She smiled.
“Wow.” Mr. Gordon’s breath quickened.
“Forgive me but. I just find you so attractive.” Rose took his hand.
“I think you missed a spot.” The older gray haired man pulled Rose closer and pressed his not so soft mouth onto hers.
“Oh Charles.” Rose purred softly into his ear as he began to place kisses on her neck.
“I don’t want your roommate to see us.” Mr. Gordon looked around and nervously adjusted his neck tie.
“You’re right.” Rose stood to her feet and held out her hand. When she caught a glimpse of her reflection Rose saw Elizabeth smiling lustfully at her.
Quietly they tiptoed back inside and into Rose’s bedroom. Rose shoved Mr. Gordon down onto the bed. Elizabeth lowered all the lights in the room and Mr Gordon looked around wondering how that happened since Rose stood in front of him. Slowly Rose sauntered over to him and laid him back on the bed.
“Now lay back and let me take you for a ride.” Rose said.
Luckily for Rose her new sponsor only lasted for about 5 minutes once she climbed on top of him. Seeing a beautiful young woman’s breast bouncing up and down over his body was too much for him. He grabbed onto her hips and grunted like a wild animal as his release took over his body. Rose felt so disgusted as she watched him dress. We did good. Elizabeth whispered in her ear as they walked him out to the car.
“I’ll have my driver pick you up tomorrow afternoon princess.” Charles stroked the side of her face.
“Okay darling. See you then.” Rose smiled and blew him a kiss.
To Rose’s advantage Alex had been too engrossed in a book he found in the library to notice or hear anything. As Rose walked glumly back into her bedroom the door that led to the master bathroom opened and she could hear water running. Sitting next to the large garden tub was Elizabeth sprinkling rose petals in the tub.
“We did great. He’s practically in love with you. Did you know his next movie is going to be about me?” Elizabeth giggled while guiding the zombie like Rose towards the tub.
“Okay.” Rose still felt disgusted.
“What’s the matter darling? Don’t you want this?” Elizabeth gestured around the grand bathroom. “How would you have afforded this house working in the hole in the wall in Jersey? See what’s in front of you. There’s no room for weakness now baby.” She kissed Rose’s cheek and undressed her. “I’m exhausted. I’m going to go for now.”
“But you’re a ghost.” Rose couldn’t figure out how she would be tired if she were dead.
“You’re so cute little Rosie.” Elizabeth giggled, her soft tinkling laughter fading away as she disappeared.

The next day it was all new for Rose. Her entire style had changed. It was very sexy vintage. Her makeup was kept simple sexy cat eye with dark blood red makeup and a black dahlia in her hair. She went to do a reading for Mr. Gordon’s new movie and immediately got the part. Its like she cast a spell over the director and producers. She couldn’t believe her luck. She would be playing the Black Dahlia in a movie that would actually be in theaters. The movie came out to a wonderful reception. The idea of a black girl playing the Black Dahlia turned out to be genius. Quickly Rose became one of hollywood’s it girls. She owed it all to Elizabeth. Or so Elizabeth would not to subtly keep reminding her.
“Oh my darling Rose. Look at what a star I’ve made you. I’m glad I waited so long for you.” Elizabeth sat across from her in the jacuzzi.
“Thank you.” Rose smiled as Elizabeth began to place kisses all over her body.
Her mind wandered back to the night in the club back in Jersey where she first saw Beth. She had been singing a rendition of Why don’t you do right by Peggy Lee. There was a woman sitting at a table in there very back that caught her eye. She seemed so out of place there in her all black attire. And when Rose took her eyes off of her for a moment she had gone. Fast forward a year and 3 movies later Rose was on top of the world. For a small price though.
In order to keep Elizabeth’s power strong every so often Rose would have to kill. Most times she wouldn’t even realize what she had done until she woke up covered in blood standing over a body. The first time it happened Rose actually threw up everywhere. She had invited another actress who was up for the same part over for dinner one night while Alex was out on a date. Halfway through dinner Rose felt a strong sense of dread and she blacked out. She woke up to the girl lying on the floor next to her dining room table bleeding out. Rose screamed and dropped the carving knife from her hand.

“Calm down and give me a hand.” Elizabeth smirked while lugging the body towards the back door. That night was just the first of many. Surprisingly after a while Rose found herself giving in to Elizabeth’s random killing sprees. I’m doing this for you, for us. You don’t need her/him standing in your way. Elizabeth had brainwashed Rose into thinking the only way to get where she wanted was to kill her way up the ladder.
One evening after a long night of partying with the cast and crew from her latest film Rose and Elizabeth had stayed in bed until Rose got a call from someone in Mr. Gordon’s office letting her know that a car would be at her home in thirty minutes. Rose groggily wiped the sleep from her eyes then showered and dressed quickly. She swiped through twitter as she sat in front of her large vanity while Elizabeth did her hair and makeup. Alex heard her finally moving around and decided to pop into Rose’s room to tell her good morning/afternoon.
He froze in the doorway as he saw Rose sitting in the chair with apparently no one behind her but the brush was going through her hair. His jaw dropped and he rubbed his eyes. Elizabeth suddenly vanished and the brush hit the floor. The noise made Rose jump and she turned to see what was wrong with Elizabeth.
“Beth what the-” She saw Alex standing in the doorway and prayed he hadn’t seen anything. “Hi Alex! Oops I dropped my brush.” Rose giggled nervously.
“Uh hi. I must still be tired.” Alex felt silly thinking he imagined seeing the floating brush.
Rose began to panic as she saw Elizabeth appearing again creeping up behind Alex. Her face wasn’t the beautiful glowing warm one Rose was familiar with. Instead it was that horrible, dead, sliced morbid one. In her hand was a large knife.
“Alex!” Rose screamed louder than she had meant to.
“What?” Alex’s eyes grew big as he random scream had scared him.”
“I think I saw a rat in my bathroom. Please find it and get it out.” Rose quickly ushered him into the bathroom.
“Such a big baby.” Alex laughed and headed off to find the rat.
“Beth no! He didn’t see anything!” Rose pleaded in a whisper.
“I told you there was no room for weakness. He saw. We can’t let him live. Tough luck toots.” Elizabeth shoved Rose to the floor and headed for the bathroom.
“Elizabeth I won’t let you!” Rose reached out and tried to grab her but her hand went straight through her and hit the floor.
“Hey Rose I don’t see any...what the fuck!” Alex screamed as he saw Elizabeth’s ghastly figure approaching.
“Elizabeth!” Rose smashed the handheld mirror from her vanity. “You told me you loved me. So let’s be together forever. This is no way to live. I’m sorry Alex.” Rose tilted her head back and slid a shard of glass across her throat.
“No!” Elizabeth let out a roar of a scream as she flew across the room trying to stop Rose.
“Rose no please. Rose? Rose!” Alex ran to his friend’s side and took her into his lap.
“I just wanted her to be a star. Help her please.” Elizabeth screamed at Alex as her face returning back to its normal beautiful state.
“What the fuck!” Again Alex screamed still very confused and scared.
“Move you’re worthless!” Elizabeth tossed him to the other side of the room with just a gesture of her hands. She placed Rose’s head onto her lap and began to hum to her softly. As Rose’s life faded the more translucent Elizabeth became.
Alex sat in the corner frantically trying to explain to the 911 operator what was going on. Rose’s took her final breath and everything was silent. Suddenly there was a cold breeze that seemed to caress his cheek as it passed by.
Two weeks later Rose sat in the garden tub in her bathroom listening to Billie Holiday on the radio. She rubbed the scar on her neck which somehow was already fading. The more she thought about how lucky she was to be alive the happier she became. Before she realized it tears were flowing down her cheeks. Somehow the media got it in their heads that she was attacked by a crazed fan in her home the night she tried to kill herself and the movie she had been filming was a huge success and already they were writing the script for a sequel.
Suddenly her music stopped and over the radio she heard an eerily familiar voice calling out to her. Quickly Rose got out of the tub and put on her robe. Her heart began to speed up as she felt she was being watched. She turned to run and there in front of her was Beth. She had a warm smiled on her face and quickly pulled Rose in for a hug.
“I knew you’d make it. Now we’ll be together forever my darling.” Elizabeth cried while hugging Rose tight.
“How?” Rose felt the tears again.
“Darling how do you think you pulled through? I poured all that I had into you that night. I just couldn’t come back because you were too weak. But now baby you’re back. We’re back.” Beth took a step back and smiled.
“I don’t believe it.” Rose cried as Elizabeth took a dahlia and placed it in her hair. 


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Coming Soon #ShortStoryTuesday

In the spirit of Halloween I decided to take my writing in a slightly different direction. I'm going to take my fascination with one of the oldest Hollywood murder stories and put my own little spin on it. So stay tuned for updates on the release and where to find it!



~Besos~

Return of The Lover

Just something that was in my mind 

~Return of the lover~

❤️Another day another dollar

❤️ you'd think after yesterday's mistakes I'd be a little smarter

❤️ but back into the trap I fall, Alice down the rabbit hole

❤️ I'm my happiest with you, but damn, this shit is getting old 

😔

Your opening statement, I'm sorry, damn that was bold

❤️ just one kiss from your lips and I'm sold

❤️ It was never supposed to be this easy

❤️ for you to just smile and lie and deceive me

❤️ I say "baby where you been?"

❤️ I hear your voice and I want the lies to end

❤️ Fuck it I'm done with this shit

❤️ One last time, a hit and quit

❤️ But then you get that look in your eye

❤️ The one that shows only truth, no lies

❤️ Here we go again little brown girl lost

❤️ She fell for the charms and looks, careless of the cost

❤️ Is this what it's always gonna be?

❤️ I got you but...who's got me? 💔

Lazer Review

Soo....this opens to Major Lazer chilling out to some laid back tunes when out of no where interrupting his peaceful zen zone come zombies bursting through the walls of his place and thankfully in comes penny to blast a path for him to escape with her and Blkmrkt.....come to find out its all being caused by Charlie XCX's character -Lady Vanessa Rothschild who wants to go back in time and create the world in her image. Finding this out, Major Lazer travels back in time to stop her....

 Pretty dope fight sequence happens between Major Lazer and Lady Rothschild as they fight through time...Lost yet?

 haha Thought so catch up on it here : Animation Domination



Kisses to all my Lazers out there <3 

#PeaceIsTheMission

What you Watchin?! (Major Lazer)

I'm sooooo freaking excited. I've officially found my new tv AND music obsession lol. Major Lazer is that ish man. Even my daughter loves the music haha (peep the instagram for videos of her singing @MariposaUrbana ) So if you haven't already check out Major Lazer on FXX Animation Domination on FXX Diplo is genius of the century for this one.

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Sneak peak of **Jane of All Trades**

Scene intro: After Kat's married lover sees her talking to another man he gets jealous and tries to get her to leave with him. Kat's enjoying knowing that Angel (her lover) is jealous and wants to stay to rub it in. Angel isn't having it so he picks her up and carries her away to the car........

“Get in.” He instructed as he walked around to his side of the car.

“No.” My reign of sassy continued.

“Damnit Katerlina!” He stomped back around to me, opened the door, and shoved me into the car.

The entire ride to my place I had nothing to say and neither did he. Neither of us wanted to break our scowls to express our frustration with the other. I nearly jumped out of the car when we got into the driveway because I wanted to get away from him quickly. I stormed up the walkway ignoring my nosy neighbor’s greeting and went inside. I slammed the door behind me. Having a door slammed in his face pissed Angel off even more. He repeated my angry door slam, but with so much force I jumped.

“So this is what we do now?” He grabbed my shoulder and forced me to look at him.

“What? I was going to get a smoothie.”

“You know what I mean. What were you doing talking to Jose?”

“He ran into Gerald and me when he was getting the ball from the game. Anyway, what’s it to you? I was only going to walk with him to the smoothie bar. Unlike you, son of a bitch, I’m not still fucking my ex!” I screamed to the top of my lungs like I wanted the world to hear.

“I slipped up once and I swore it would never happen again. I’ve been home every night since then. Oh, but you wouldn’t know that would you? Where in the hell have you been these past few days?” It was now his turn to yell.

“I’ve been doing me.” And with that I walked away. I was done.

“Doing me? Oh you mean hooking up with my friends when my back is turned.” I just waved my hand in annoyance at that. “Now you’re quiet. So what was it? You were hurting me for hurting you.”

“Yeah, that’s what I was doing. I was gonna fuck his brains out just like you kept fucking Samantha.” Tears were brimming in my eyes again so I walked away into the sunroom.

Angel followed behind me but for a moment he just stood there glaring at me with his fist clenched by his side. I stared him down unable to determine his next move and when he took another step into the room I flinched. I didn’t have another moment to react because he was in my face. He grabbed me and threw me down onto the wicker sofa.

“Oh, so you were going to let him fuck you?” He asked through gritted teeth, while ripping off my pants and tearing my panties.

“Angel stop it! I wasn’t really going to!” I tried to shove him off.

He placed a rough kiss on my lips to silence my protests. His new found aggression startled me. The more I tried to get him away from me the rougher he got in his attempts to keep me right where I was as he undressed.

“Jose, really?” He wrestled my arms down above my head.

He wrapped his belt around my wrists binding them together then he took the end of the strap and looped through the arm of the chair. He yanked it twice to make sure he had me just as he wanted me. I felt so scared and helpless, yet turned on.

“So you’re gonna give it away?” He ran his hand down in between my thighs.

He paused giving me a smirk, and then he raised my thigh and took the plunge into my wetness. I no longer wanted to fight him. In fact I wanted to be even more vulnerable to his newer, crazier side. With a dick game like this, hell no I’m not giving it away! Now I wore a smirk as I thought to myself.

“Te gusta?” He asked,

“Yes baby I love it!”

Samantha and their baby was now a long forgotten thing as we let our bodies say the things our mouths couldn’t. I was his mind, body, and soul. His thrusts were taking me to the ends of the earth and back. By now he was digging into me so hard the chair had begun to skid across the floor. No matter how much I wanted to stop him or at least get him to ease up on me my hands we’re literally tied. So all I could do was lay there and take the sensual assault on my body. Angel noticed me struggling to free my hands and his excitement intensified.

“Don’t try to get away. Toma!” He whispered roughly into my ear deepening his strokes.

Now my knees were pushed into my chest and I howled. No matter which way I wiggled or squirmed Angel made sure I didn’t give him an inch. As punishment for my futile escape attempts he lowered my legs but straddled my face. His caramel rod of steel was gagging me as he held the back of my head and slid in and out my mouth. I’d never been into this sort of kinky shit, but the passion in Angel had me convinced. I’d never been handled so brutally yet delicately, all at the same time before and it was definitely getting me off.

Finally, he gave one more deep stroke to my mouth and I felt a hot liquid hitting the back of my throat. He looked down at me and without saying a word he commanded me to do what he wanted. Though I could hardly breathe, I wrapped my mouth around him and swallowed as his spasms continued.  He gave an approving smile as he looked down at me. I was panting like a wild creature and my eyes were watering. I actually felt a little violated.

“I’m moving back into the bedroom.” He stated while he untied me. Then he just walked off leaving me sitting there rubbing my sore wrists.

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Alot....and I do mean ALOT has changed.

Hmm lets see in the past year I've been through a lot of shit. Lost a husband and the lifestyle of a worry free housewife, gone through 3 jobs, one in an 'alternative' environment and somehow managed to write another banger. I'll go into  detail in all of it in my next book but for now stay tuned and keep it posted on my blog, FB, and instagram too keep up with me and see whats new and maybe sneak in a laugh or two <3

So here's what I've got now

She's The Man! <3




To all of her friends Kat is no different than any other woman. She's a hardworking business woman always on the grind and occasionally she manages to squeeze in a relationship. But there is also a different and much darker side to the seemingly innocent Kat. She has a seemingly unbreakable tie to the drug kingpin Lupe who runs her city with an iron fist. With each step she tries to take forward and away from him and the lifestyle he lives, she gets sucked in deeper. Balancing this double life gets even more difficult when she meets Angel. The two bump into each other at an amusement park and suddenly Kat is seeing life through new eyes. She falls in love fast and hard. Being with him pushes her to want to walk away from it all for good and start over. She doesn't get far before the streets are knocking on her front door reminding her of who she truly is. Trying to continue her normal life and hide Lupe from Angel and the rest of the world proves to be a bit too much for the orphaned Kat. All things past and present come to light and Kat realizes she has to choose. What will she choose, Lupe and the game or herself? 

Getting Insights from Literary Vets

Tonight on AAMBC Radio we were discussing Marketing and Branding yourself as an author. Anyone who didn't listen in on tonight's show missed out big time! But don't worry I got ya ^_~ Lemme run down a few of the most important things to make sure that you know according to two of the veterans of the game Tamika Newhouse and Authoress Anna Black

First of all when you are marketing and networking on Facebook
DON'T just think it is okay to plug your info onto anyone's page or group
     *You'll piss people off
     *Its called having common courtesy
     *Its just not very professional
DON'T tag multiple people when advertising your book cover
    *If they have nothing to do with your book they shouldn't be tagged
DON'T just let Facebook be your only social media outlet if you can help it.
    *You want people to be able to find you on multiple sites
    *The more your name is out there the more likely it is that your sales will go up

Now what should you do?
      *Know who you are trying to reach
      *Understand that not everyone is going to buy your book, accept it
      *Always be looking for blogs or websites or book-clubs to feature your book. You have to be social, BIG THING TO REMEMBER. Think even bigger if you can maybe try local radio or a local paper or something but just grind every day to find more sources for exposure. Maybe even keep business cards handy to hand out to people in case they want you for an event or something.
      *Be organized. Always have a game plan. Know what you are going to do and when.

Here are a few sites that Tamika Newhouse (Best-selling author, Vibe Vixen, business extraordinaire) thinks every author should be involved with

Twitter                                                                            My twitter is @AuthorMariposa
Facebook
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Instagram                                                                                              MariposaUrbana
Ning.Com
Zite                        (Anyone know how this works?)

But for an more in depth view on the whole discussion listen to the show
here>> The Facebook Author (Free Advice)

So toodles for now and happy hustling 
*Besos* 
               ^_~

Fitspo+Jogging playlist

Today I found myself running longer than expected. It really is true that your mind will tell you to stop long before your legs do. Call me crazy but I actually look forward to that next moment of "I can't take another step", just to prove to myself that I can ^_~ anywho more jogging inspo

Jogging playlist
Beyonce-Run The World
Rihanna- Suck my cockiness
Nicki Minaj- I get crazy
Any type of dub step
Beyonce- countdown
Hector Lavoe- mi gente
Jowell y Randy- Perreame ;)

Yes you CAN have a cookie!

Okay so check it out for this recipe all you need are two ingredients: 1 medium sized banana (one thats turning brown) 1/2 cup of oats.
For my own personal spin on it I added coconut sugar ^_~
Mix them together (I used a fork) then pop them in the oven for fifteen minutes and tada! Yummy cookies!!!! Then i added a sprinkle of stevia on top ;)

Mash the oatmeal and banana in a bowl




And then

Khloe *sweetheart* Kardashian gets at her h8trs

Its annoying and rude the way people make up lies about folks. And *rolling eyes* I can't stand it that even when you read an article about her they always have to throw in her camera hungry sister in there somewhere. Pshhhh....anyway check out the link to thearticle below.
Enough Is Enough - Khloe Kardashian official web site

OOh snap Mama D throwing shade at Erica

A few days ago Lil Scrappy posted the infamous "Struggle" meal

_via MediaTakeOut.com

Apparently the Queen of the palace (true queen) thought Erica needs to step her game up too today she took to Instagram saying:  Dinner from the Queen. Really @reallilscrappy this is a true plate from the palace. @msericadixon @reallilscrappy happy thanksgiving from tha Real Queen Momma Dee. #andindatorder

 Lolzzzzz

Mommy Advice Plz and Thanks ^_~

First off happy thanksgiving to whoever is reading this!! Gobble till ya wobble!

But anyway to the point of the blog:

Problem
    My daughter is 19 months and she still has a very limited vocabulary. And even the things that she says aren't completely clear. Is this normal? I mean my mom is always telling me how I was doing all this craziness by two and my daughter is quickly approaching two....so what's the dealio??

First is this normal?? Second, is there a way I can get her to talk even more? I've tried telling her the names of foods and telling her step by step what I'm doing and all that jazz. I mean if I tell her : Go to your room, go to your bed, sit down and etc she understands and she'll do it. She just won't talk back to me =/ Moms gimme some help here will ya?

*Gobble*Gobble*

^_~

Hold up! (Rant Time!)

So the lil chickadee that I made the vid about asking ppl what they thought seemed to grow some balls and confront her husband. For those who didn't see the video it went down asi, My friend kept busting her husband talking to this chick that he works with and he refused to stop. Its like he was blatantly disrespecting his wife by flirting with this girl. Fast forward to last night>>>>>So my friend confronts his FINALLY and he said "Fine I'll stop, but I'm going to tell my friend about his wife." 

STOP THE MOTHER EFFIN PRESSES!

Tell my husband what?! Boy bye!Last time I checked my husband and I were like I Love Lucy 5.0. So really there isn't a damn thing that we haven't checked each other on. If you want your marriage to survive that's what you gotta do. No game playing over this way. But the haters are gonna hate I guess. I say that because its like their relationship is the total opposite of ours. 

1: They live more like roommates than husband and wife. 
        *They live BEYOND crowded with his mom, brother, and sisters because mama's boy refuses to move into a place with just his wife. The brother and his friends even sleep in the bed with (we'll give them code names) Candy and Rick. Not to mention the husband hangs out with little boys all the damn time. So really if I wanted to I could be a total bitch and report to CPS how he goes and buys beers and crap for his lil 15 year old brother and how him and the friends are over there getting blazed out of their minds. (Mind you no one but Rick is over the age of 17) But I'm no rat. You wanna kill your brother's liver and lungs have at it jackass.

2: They have no car.....we have two. Yet he refuses to get a better job to at least try and get their car back. Which leads to thing number three>>>

3: They don't have custody of their daughter. I won't be a B and divulge but it isn't their fault. But at the same time its like they have no responsibilities because the state takes care of their child. While on the other hand mine is crawling all over me as we speak.

I've said it once and I'll say it again....it doesn't pay to be friends with weak minded people. Instead of him getting his shit together and not screwing around on his wife he decides he'd rather lie to my hubby about me...Ha!  It'd be different if it were true but no. So that I couldn't let fly. Well of course he changed his mind after I lit into his ass. Basically I was like look handle your shit like a man. Nobody has time for your bullshit ass games and I hope your wife gets the common sense to leave your ass in the trash where you belong! And *boom* Lol. SMH see this is why we need REAL married couples for friends not fake ass miserable couples like Candy and Rick. As of now we are disassociated. Welllll back to my happiness now =) Just had to rant on that unbelievable bs.

*Besitos* ^_~

Yup...That Pisses Me off too!

Thing Number One:

Why does social media/celebrities/whoever the hell else is one our tv pretty much send out the message that the whiter the skin the better? That's kind of effed up if you ask me. Ok I can see if you want an even skin tone but trying to go one race lighter........the f**k you mean?

 She looks like a white woman! The heck Bey?

Seriously even dudes...sad thing going on here folks. 

 

But the picture above can also happen to you when you strive to be something you're not. 

That isn't a message I want to be sent to someone like my little sister (she's 12) or even my daughter one day. Pretty jacked up that a lot of people feel inadequate because they're chocolatey or caramel colored. Hmph! Not me I love being a chocolate bunny  ^_~

Thing Number 2:
Teen pregnancy not at all being looked down on by society. Ok call me an asshole but what in the hell is going on with everyone. How do you see a 15 year old pregnant and you smile and congratulate her? It should be more like "What the hell are you thinking?! Do you know how much work is headed your way? Its a baby coming not your gateway to a future dumbass!"

Seriously. This is a whole new conversation that needs to be had with our daughters. I'm 20 and married with a 1 year old and I'm still just getting the swing of things. Imagine how much that's going to suck for someone who hasn't even went to their prom yet? Better yet you probably can't even go to the prom.

So here's a lil PSA to everyone who still needs to raise their hand to go to the bathroom:

And lastly no paragraph for this one, the last thing that I randomly thought of that pissed me off

Ratchet ass ghetto moms. Stop yelling at your kids in the store like they are a stranger in the street, stop letting your lil boogers run around touching everything and breaking shit and expecting ppl to not be pissed, and lastly stop worried about 'doing you' all the damn time. Once you bought another life into this world it was officially no longer about 'doing you' boo-boo.

*Besitos* ^_~

Girl, you better lock in that moisture! (Night Routine)

Taking a break from writing so....

Here's some funny ex boyfriend crap I found online (inspiration for a scene I was writing )

 Bahahahaha!

Haha! Biotch!

For Us Blog (Health)

http://www.change.org/petitions/stop-putting-cancer-causing-chemicals-in-our-food-water-and-cosmetic-products-now#

This petition relly needs to be signed. Every day we are ingesting a number of things that never should have even made it into our grocery stores in the first place! We shouldn't have to spend an extra hour in the supermarket just reading the ingridients to be sure that within a few months we won't develop cancer. So PLEASE sign the petition and share it <3

^_~ *Besitos*