Twenty-two-year-old, Pleasure Aylin Margery was the most independent woman she knew other than her mama. Her mother played her father's job while Pleasure learned how dirty the world actually was. Not every man was a gentlemen, not every hoodlum was a drug dealer, and every woman wasn't as strong as she appeared to be. She learned, no man can satisfy you better than you can and she wasn't just talking about in bed. Pleasure wasn't perfect cause she definitely wasn't a good girl but she knew her path. She walked down the streets of Florida with her head held high and her Christian Louboutin's headed one place. Ahead. But one person stood in her way, Twenty-three-year-old, Caesar Trenton Andrews. The one that didn't want to settle down but stopped Pleasure from doing so. All the way down to the Butter Timbs on his feet, he was fine and had the game along with Pleasure in his hands. Even though she didn't want nor need a man, Caesar caused her so much Pain but a lot more Pleasure but her mama told her better than to submit to a man that won't submit to her. Either give up the game or be alone, but that was a hard choice for Caeser and Pleasure didn't have the time nor patience to wait for his answer. URBAN - 18+ (Temptation Series #4)

A young woman who was always the life of the party, quick to tell a joke, always smiling and happy, tragically dies at age 23. What her mother found after her death reflected a much different young woman, her poetry. Her words showed a young woman crying out to feel loved, wanted, beautiful and worthy. Struggling to accept herself as the wonderful, happy, beautiful young woman everyone else saw her as. Her words reflect the pain and torment she allowed another to cause her. It is her mother's most heart felt desire to reach even one young person struggling to accept themselves. To encourage them to open up and talk to someone, to know they are never alone, to know their feelings are validated. She also hopes to reach a mother that perhaps feels her daughter is perfect and completely in charge of her life, as mothers often do. After reading her poetry, hopefully it will facilitate conversation, confirm unconditional love and help to end words that a mother never hears. I am her mother and these are her words.