You can move away from your problems, but your problems will still be your problems. Bryce and Michelle try to pick up the pieces of their lives after getting married and being in a near fatal plane crash. Taylor begins his quest to move on from his...
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"A MAN THAT DON'T WORK DON'T EAT," my mother's words rang out in my ear, as I opened my eyes in my King-sized bed. I stretched out over my 500-thread count blood red comforter and immediately reached for my crown jewels. The instinct for a man in the morning is to grab his shit and make sure it is still there. His dick is his pride and joy. It is the epitome of everything that he himself represents and projects into his universe. My ten and a half-inch pipe was on brick, as I had to piss. I slowly sat up and looked out the window at my neighborhood. It's a known fact that money may not buy you love, but it certainly pays the bills. I stood to my feet and walked across the bare varnished wood floors to my personal bathroom. I opened the door and entered. After I drained my main vein, I proceeded to do my daily routine.
I washed my face with this facial soap that cleanses all of the dirt and grime from the night before. I then brushed my teeth for about five minutes, before rinsing and then flossing. After that, I proceeded to step into my walk-in shower and turn the water on full blast as I lathered up and washed every inch of my body. I had to get the stench of the night before off my body. I have been doing this regiment since I started my new job. People don't seem to understand that in our society, a man who has been in prison has a hard time readjusting the real world when he released. But, a BLACK man has that stigma intensified times twenty. I put in applications at every department store, every fast food restaurant, every hotel; and was turned down by every last one of them...at least the ones who weren't trying to pay me shit. So, I decided to take the advice of one my prison buddies. He told me about this club that his brother bounced for and he put in a good word for me.
I walked into that club six months ago as a young felon with no money in my pocket and now I walk out of that club every night as a superstar with so much money in my pocket that I can't even count it alone. When I was living at my mother's place, she would always question me about where my newfound fortune was coming from. It got so bad with her accusing me of selling drugs, that I went to stay in a hotel suite several weeks on end just to get away from her ranting and raving. I loved my mother with all of my heart and would cut off my right arm before I disrespected her, but I wasn't going to be accused of being someone that I wasn't or doing things that I wasn't doing. Three months into working at the club, I had enough money to put a down payment on my condo and that is where I stay MOST nights. There are nights that I either stay at my Mom's place or with a chick who has paid for a little late night private show. In case you haven't figured it out, I am an exotic dancer. I take off my clothes for an
obscene amount of money and I'm proud of who I am...at least I thought I was. You see, yesterday I met a girl who literally swept me off of MY feet. She was so beautiful and so innocent; yet so courageous and open. This girl showed me that there are still women out there with substance and class. There are still women who want to get to know a man on a deeper level, instead of just a physical level. This girl made me want to be a better man. But, I knew that my transformation wouldn't happen overnight. Besides, this particular girl has a lot of baggage that she is carrying. I DO want to get to know her, but I'm not going to pressure her into anything. I invited her to lunch, but I am not sure she is going to show up. I have this feeling that there is more to Brittany than I think. I am going to make it a priority to get to know her better. She could be the one I have been searching for...the one who will finally make me complete and end these terrible nightmares.
