Saturday, April 5, 2014
Sorry For The Delay
Between working and taking care of the twins, I've neglected my craft but I'm back with a vengeance!!! I will be posting a new story that has not quite been named. I have been working on the urban fiction novel for six years and I still have not finished it.
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Anya's Story (Dazed and Confused)
Anya woke up with Monique's face in between her thighs. Anya moaned out in pleasure, "Mmmmm!!" Monique was massaging her tongue against Anya's clitoris. Anya's phone rang, she pushed Monique's face from between her legs and ran to her cell phone. It was the girl she met the night before at The Closet, a gay/lesbian nightclub on the north side of Chicago. She sounded so eager when Anya answered, she didn't even wait for Anya to say hello. "Hey, you!! You want some company tonight?"Anya thought about it for a second, "Tamara, let me call you back."
Anya missed when everyone didn't have cell phones or at least couldn't afford them. She use to write phone numbers down without a name. A number without a name posed no threat to anyone she had over or her girlfriend, Ronnie. She thought about Ronnie and smiled. She and Ronnie had been together for two years. She met Ronnie in New York during her photo shoot for Black Beauty, a clothing and shoe line based out of New York. Ronnie and Anya had to pose nude together modeling stilettos. Ronnie was still living at their condo in New York and Anya had a loft downtown in Chicago. Most of Anya's work was based out of her hometown, Chicago, so she wasn't ready to make that big move to New York. Anya forgot all about Monique and didn't notice her when she entered the living room. Monique saw Anya standing by her leather couch with her cell phone in her hand in a daze. "That must have been an interesting phone call." Anya snapped out of her daze and responded with, "I have to get ready! I have a photo shoot for Macy's in a hour." Monique smiled, "Okay, I have to get home anyway you know how Mike gets. He says that I hang out with my friends too much and I don't spend enough time with him, especially when he's off work. I'll give you a call later. "
Monique gave Anya a kiss on her forehead and left. Anya got in the shower, she tied her long her back in a ponytail and threw on her pink and grey BeBe jogging suit. As she was leaving out of her loft, she looked at the bed and saw Monique's pink furry thong alongside of her pillow. She went over to her bed to read the note that was left behind. It read, "Last night was great, Anya! I love being with you! You make me want to leave Mike. I'll see your sexy ass soon." Monique was twenty eight. She and Mike had been married for ten years now with three little boys. Monique was unhappy with Mike, he wasn't pleasing her sexually and she always had a curious eye when it came to women. She always wanted to try having sex with a woman and Anya caught her attention one day at her job. Monique was a manager Chase Bank. She had been watching Anya come in cashing and depositing her checks. One day she checked her account and saw that she was spending money at the The Closet. Monique went up there everyday for a month until she happened to bump into Anya leaving out. That was two and a half years ago. Anya hopped into her black 2012 Lexus IS Coupe and went to her photo shoot.
Anya missed when everyone didn't have cell phones or at least couldn't afford them. She use to write phone numbers down without a name. A number without a name posed no threat to anyone she had over or her girlfriend, Ronnie. She thought about Ronnie and smiled. She and Ronnie had been together for two years. She met Ronnie in New York during her photo shoot for Black Beauty, a clothing and shoe line based out of New York. Ronnie and Anya had to pose nude together modeling stilettos. Ronnie was still living at their condo in New York and Anya had a loft downtown in Chicago. Most of Anya's work was based out of her hometown, Chicago, so she wasn't ready to make that big move to New York. Anya forgot all about Monique and didn't notice her when she entered the living room. Monique saw Anya standing by her leather couch with her cell phone in her hand in a daze. "That must have been an interesting phone call." Anya snapped out of her daze and responded with, "I have to get ready! I have a photo shoot for Macy's in a hour." Monique smiled, "Okay, I have to get home anyway you know how Mike gets. He says that I hang out with my friends too much and I don't spend enough time with him, especially when he's off work. I'll give you a call later. "
Monique gave Anya a kiss on her forehead and left. Anya got in the shower, she tied her long her back in a ponytail and threw on her pink and grey BeBe jogging suit. As she was leaving out of her loft, she looked at the bed and saw Monique's pink furry thong alongside of her pillow. She went over to her bed to read the note that was left behind. It read, "Last night was great, Anya! I love being with you! You make me want to leave Mike. I'll see your sexy ass soon." Monique was twenty eight. She and Mike had been married for ten years now with three little boys. Monique was unhappy with Mike, he wasn't pleasing her sexually and she always had a curious eye when it came to women. She always wanted to try having sex with a woman and Anya caught her attention one day at her job. Monique was a manager Chase Bank. She had been watching Anya come in cashing and depositing her checks. One day she checked her account and saw that she was spending money at the The Closet. Monique went up there everyday for a month until she happened to bump into Anya leaving out. That was two and a half years ago. Anya hopped into her black 2012 Lexus IS Coupe and went to her photo shoot.
Introduction
Hi!! My name is Dorian!! I've been a lover of writing since I could write. I wrote my first book when I was five years old. My first book was called "This Is Not A Black House." Please don't ask. lol I've been afrocentric since I was a kid I guess. I love writing urban fiction!! I mean who doesn't like black romance with a little drama in between? My favorite authors are Kwan and Sister Souljah. I hope to be as good of an author as they are in the future. Writing and reading are a great way to escape the fucked up realities we call life. I hope I can keep your attention with my latest story. Enjoy!!
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