Desperate Measures
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Im stoked about this story. Hope you enjoy it as much as im enjoying creating it for you.
When life gives you lemons make lemonade right? Well wrong!!! Who ever said that must have had a huge bag of sugar cause with the amount of lemons being thrown my way I could just about make enough lemonade to quench the whole of Africa!!
First my no good sister up and leaves town with her no good boyfriend and leaves her two offspring with me. Then I catch my boyfriend in bed with my boss doing the nasty (I didn't even know he was gay). And to top it off said boss just fired me cause apparently I'm tainting the work environment with my negative attitude. Really! Talk about double standards. Oh and dont get me started on the dramatic exquisite piece of white man who just happened to accidentally get caught in the fray.
Im Tempest Jordan and im black and this is my story of how i ended up being stuck in a white mans world.
Thrown into a difficult situation its always sink or swim. And mother nature instilled it in us our first instinct is always survival.
Be warned a lot of racial slurs adressed. Feel free to vent ?.
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