Wednesday, May 23, 2012

My Guilty Pleasures


It is that time again, time for another Guilty Pleasure. The Guilty Pleasure for today is a song called “The Zone” by The Weekend featuring Drake. This song to me sets the tone for a very erotic experience. The melody and the lyrics create a euphoric sensation that allows the listener to go on a sensual journey.

Certain songs can make you feel deep, moving emotions. Some songs can bring out the passion inside of you.  Well that is what this song makes me feel. Music has the ability to change your mood. This particular song allows me to feel an erotic high, hope it can do the same for you.

Xoxo,

Liltokyo

Friday, May 18, 2012

My Guilty Pleasures


It is that time again, time for My Guilty Pleasures. The last two pleasures were about shows I love on television, but this one is about something I love to eat. One of my favorite things in the world to eat is….SUSHI! Yes, I am addicted to it. I also consider it to be a wonderful aphrodisiac.

Sushi is a delectable delicacy that just gets the taste buds going. My favorite sushi to devour right now would have to be the Spicy Salmon Sushi Roll.  When I began my relationship with sushi (Yes it is that serious Lol!) I began with what I like to call Sushi for the beginner or for the Sushi Newbie, which is the delicious "California Roll". The “California Roll” is the one people try first because it contains ingredients that are familiar. After eating that type of sushi a few times you may feel that you want to partake in other types of sushi. Well that is it for my guilty pleasure for today.

Xoxo
Liltokyo

Saturday, May 12, 2012

Two Free Chapters of "My Mind's Telling Me No"

Hi everyone! I already have the first two chapters of my erotic novel available on Worthyofpublishing.com but now I am going to give you a chance to read it here on my personal blog. So sit back, relax and enjoy.




Chapter One







“Damn woman, move your ass over!” My husband cried.
I‘d just rolled over in bed trying to embrace him when once again he turned me away. I‘m always vying for his attention, from the way I would dress in very revealing clothes, to the way I cooked his meals, always going out of my way to satisfy him, but it never does any good. I can never seem to figure out what makes this man tick.

I continued to lay there next to him with my eyes fixated on the wall. He felt so distant. This isn’t the way I pictured married life to be. When Darren and I first met it was love at first sight. I remember it like it was yesterday. We had met at a quaint little coffee shop. I was standing in line when I noticed this handsome man walk through the door.


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One day as I was leaving work I decided to stop and relax for a moment in one of the local coffee shops. The place always seemed really quiet and peaceful; just what I needed after such a long day.  As I made my way over to the line to make my order a very attractive man entered the shop. Every woman in the place paused for a moment, fixating their eyes on him. I had to admit he was very suave. I tried not to notice him, but it was extremely hard. I just couldn’t ignore such a well dressed, clean cut man.

He was wearing a tailor made Armani pin stripe suit. His skin was a smooth, creamy chocolate. I began to imagine what his body must look like out of business attire. Suddenly my erotic thoughts were interrupted when the cashier hollered out next in line.

“May I help you?”  The young female behind the counter asked.

“I would like to have a small cappuccino, with extra cream, please.” I said removing my wallet from my purse.

“Will that be all?”

“Yes. That’s all.”

“That will be three twenty five.” She replied as I reached into my wallet for a five dollar bill.

After paying the cashier, I politely stepped over to the side to let the next person in line make their order. To my delight, the next person was the alluring stranger. He walked right up beside me, looked in my direction and gave me a slight smile. He was so close that I could smell his delightful cologne emanating from his body. Finally, after what seemed to be an eternity the young lady returned with my drink. I graciously thanked her and proceeded to leave the coffee shop.

When I began to walk away the gentleman in the suit called out to me.

“Um… miss? Excuse me, you dropped this.” He said rushing to hand me my wallet.

“Wow, how clumsy of me.” I blushed.

“Don’t worry about it. I’m just glad I was here to help.” He stated with a huge grin.

 His smile was so warm and inviting. It made me feel comfortable. I decided to introduce myself properly.

“Where are my manners? My name is Trinity…Trinity Evans.” I said extending my hand.

“It’s nice to meet you Ms. Evans. I’m Darren Ware.” He replied firmly shaking my hand.

I stared into his eyes that I found to be a beautiful hazel with flecks of gold. They seemed to hypnotize me. His physique was like that of a Greek god, standing at a magnificent six foot four.

Immediately I thought to myself this man must have a wife, or at least a very satisfied girlfriend. What woman in their right mind would let a king like him get away? Something inside of me wanted to ask was he single, but how would it look for a woman to ask that type of question first. It would make me seem too needy. The last thing I wanted to do was come off as being desperate.

But I just couldn’t help wanting to know if some lucky woman had taken him off the market. So instead of using my better judgment, I went ahead and asked him anyway.

”Darren may I ask you a question?” I said taking a sip of my cappuccino that was now a tad bit lukewarm.

“Sure, you may ask me anything. Here, why don’t we have a seat?” He took hold of my hand and escorted me to a small booth.

“Darren…I may call you Darren right?”

“Go right ahead. I love the way my name sounds upon your lips.” He smiled gazing into my eyes.

“Darren, are you involved with anyone?”

“No, I’m single, and a little too involved with my work to settle down.” He replied.

My heart sank. I knew if he was too busy with his work that he would never have time for me.

“Now pretty lady….” he said leaning in closer to me. “If you don’t mine me asking you, what lucky man has your heart?”

It was very flattering to have a man assume I was taken, but the truth of the matter is I haven’t had a serious relationship in five years. The last one ended because my boyfriend just couldn’t keep his dick in his pants. Since then I’ve just been dating with no commitment.

“No Darren. I’m not spoken for.”

“That’s a shame. A woman as beautiful as you should have a man catering to your every need.” He said leaning in so close now his lips could almost touch mine.

“Darren what are you doing?”

“Please forgive me. I didn’t mean to offend you, it’s just your lips…. they seem so soft and kissable.”

My lips are kissable? Don’t get me wrong I’m a knockout, but he was beginning to sound like he was just feeding me lines.

“Look Darren, you seem to be a nice guy, but I don’t want to get caught up in something that has no future.”

“What do you mean future? Trinity listen I just want the opportunity to get to know you better. No strings attached.”

No strings attached? I hoped this man didn’t think that I was going to have sex with him without a commitment.

“Darren, I’m sorry. I don’t know what you have in mind, but I don’t have sleep with men I‘ve just met.” I said raising my voice slightly.

“Now who said anything about sex? I just wanted the chance to show you a good time.” He rose from his seat. I could clearly see that I had just insulted this man. I didn’t mean to but as a single woman you can’t be too careful.

“I apologize.” I said reaching out grabbing hold of his hand. “You see I have been in this type of situation before.”

“I understand.” He nodded as he sat back down in the booth. “If you give me half the chance I can show you how a woman should be treated.”

“But Darren, you made it clear that your work does not permit you to form any relationship.”

“Trinity, I know this may sound like a pick up line, but you look like the type of woman that I would risk losing my job for.”

Risk losing his job? Now I know this is insane. What kind of man doesn’t mind losing his job? Especially for some woman he just met in a coffee shop.

“Darren do you hear yourself? You sound crazy.”

“I know it sounds bizarre, but I think I’ve just fallen in love at first sight.” He gently grasped my hand and placed a tender kiss upon it.

“This is all going too fast for me. How can you be in love with me? You don’t even know me!”

“Ok. What do you do for a living?” Darren asked removing his suit coat to be more comfortable.

“Well, I have my very own profitable business selling lingerie I design.”

I was so proud of my little business. It was brand new, but I already had a lot of celebrity clientele.

“Really, that sounds intriguing. What is the name of your company?”

“Sensual Soul, do you like it?” I said hoping to get some positive feedback from him.

“Yes, I adore it. I bet you look scrumptious in your own designs.” He said licking his lips.

I know he had commented about my lips before, but his lips were the ones that looked so damn inviting and delicious right now. I just wanted to lean over and have a taste, but somehow I managed to fight my urges.

“Why thank you Darren. I’m going to have to invite you to one of my fashion shows.” I said gliding my finger across my lips.

“Trinity, are you flirting with me?” He whispered sultrily.

“Yes, I am. Is it turning you on?” I said trying to control myself from attacking this man.

“Of course, but I hope you know where all this teasing will lead?”

“And where is that?” I was dying to hear what nasty thoughts were filling his head.

“Into a life filled with love and happiness.” He replied grinning from ear to ear.

At first I thought this man was crazy, but the more and more he talked I began to sense he was for real.

“Trinity, would you like to have my number so you can maybe call me sometime? It is getting late, and I must be getting home to get some rest. I have a very hectic day ahead of me tomorrow.” He said standing to his feet and placing his suit coat back on.

“Sure, let me take out my cell.”

When I pulled it out and glanced the time, I discovered we had been conversing for well over and hour.

“Wow, where has the time gone?”

“There aren’t enough hours in a day to spend with a lovely woman like you.” Darren said kissing me on the cheek.

“Thank you.” I smiled. “Now may I have your number?”

“Why of course.” He took my cell phone in his hand and placed his number inside. “Please don’t hesitate to call my number day or night.” He said returning my phone and reaching for his brief case.

“I won’t. It was such a pleasure meeting you. We must do this again sometime.” I placed my purse over my shoulder.

“Oh, we will. But next time we won’t have to watch the time.”

“Goodbye Darren”.

“Goodbye Mrs. Trinity Ware.” He replied giving me a wink as he walked out the door.

Trinity Ware… did this man just call me Trinity Ware? Had he envisioned being married to me in his mind? No. No! That would be foolish. But I did like the sound of it. Mrs. Trinity Ware.







Chapter Two


After that spectacular encounter I was in a daze. My heart was racing and my palms were sweating. I had never wanted a perfect stranger before so badly. It was something about him that lured me in. I was now under his spell.

As I exited the coffee shop I realized that I had forgotten something very important, I too have a very busy agenda head of me. I have to prepare for my upcoming fashion show. The word on the street is that a lot of well known designers and celebrities are fighting hand over fist to get the chance to view my work. This show alone could be life or death to my career. I jumped in my gorgeous burgundy Chevy Durango and raced home to my beautiful townhouse.

I lived out in a very remote area of Miami, Florida. I moved here from Chicago when I started my business. It is nice and secluded, just the way I liked it. I was never the type of person to have a lot of company parading in and out of my house. I find that things are just better that way. When I pulled into my driveway the garage security light immediately flashed on.

Since I lived alone I liked to have my entire yard well lit in case there was someone hiding on my property, you may call it being paranoid but I call it being careful. I reached into my glove compartment and pressed the button on my garage door remote.

Once I was parked inside I climbed out of my car and began to reminisce about the day. I’d met a man, but not just any man either. I met a man that seemed to have a lot going for his self.

I entered my townhouse and flipped the light switch on in the kitchen. I was so delighted to be home. Before I went upstairs to my room to retire for the night, I went over to my phone to check my answering machine. The light was flashing so I knew someone had tried to contact me. I quickly pushed the button to listen to my messages.

There were four messages waiting. One was from some telemarketer trying to sell me a satellite dish. The next call came from my mother who was checking up on me. It felt so good to hear her voice. I hadn’t been back to Chicago to visit her in a while and I knew she missed her baby.

I was so wrapped up in my new business that I had begun neglecting her. The next call that came in was from my aunt Roberta scolding me about the fact that I hadn’t been to visit her either. I didn’t really care too much for my aunt Roberta though. She was like the gossip hound of the family. If someone made a mistake of any kind she was quick to instigate and drag your name through the mud.

Forgoing the last message I decided to go upstairs and climb into the tub to relax. When I walked into my bedroom I immediately flung my heels across the room. Those shoes were making my feet cry out for mercy. I then got undressed and placed my blouse and skirt in the hamper and headed to my master bath to turn on my water.

I began to take off my black lace bra and matching boy cut panties while I poured some raspberry scented oil into my tub. As the steam filled the room I began to daydream about Darren. I could still smell his cologne. When the tub was full I cut the water off and climbed inside. “Now this is nice.” I said aloud as I relaxed my body in the soothing water.

I laid there thinking that maybe this man entered my life for a reason and that he might be the man that I am going to marry? Just as I was in the middle of fantasizing about my future with Mr. Ware, the phone rang. I hated to get out of the tub, but I had no choice. I grudgingly made my way to answer it.

I was soaking wet and had forgotten to grab myself a towel when I got out of the bathtub, so now I was dripping water all over the place. Damn why didn’t I get one in the first place? I thought. I attempted to grab one from the linen closet before the person on the phone could hang up. I quickly snatched one out and ran to grab the phone in my room.

“Hello?” I said out of breath.

“Hello is this Trinity?” A very deep baritone voice asked.

“Yes this is Trinity. Who may I ask is calling?”

“Darren Ware. We met this afternoon at the coffee shop.”

“Darren hi, how are you." I tried not to sound so overjoyed, but I was ecstatic. I was so glad to hear his voice. But then it occurred to me that I never gave him my number. “Darren, how did you get my home phone number?” I asked beginning to fear that this gorgeous man was merely a stalker.

“Honey, your number is listed in the phone book.” He replied sounding very amused.

“No, it’s not listed…”  Then that’s when it hit me, he must have gotten it from my business listing.

“Trinity sweetheart your phone number is listed along with your advertisement for your company.”

I was so embarrassed. How could I forget that? My home phone number can be found along with my business number also.

“You must think I’m a scatterbrain, first I forget my wallet, now this.”

“Nonsense, how could I think that a woman as intelligent and beautiful as you could be a scatterbrain?” He replied.

“Darren, do you mind holding for a sec? I need to get dressed. You see you caught me when I was relaxing in the tub.”

“Oh… is that right?” His deep voice growled in my ear.

“Yes and I’m standing here with nothing on but a towel wrapped around my naked body.” I exclaimed knowing that the mere thought would drive him crazy.

“So… right now, you’re naked?”

“Yes, naked as the day I was born.” I giggled.

This whole scenario excited me. Here I was just daydreaming about him, and out of the blue he calls. What are the odds of that happening?

“Would you mind doing me a favor Trinity?”

“Sure Darren what is it?” I asked taking the phone over to my bed where I sat down on the edge.

“I know this may sound nasty but, would you mind playing a little game with me?”

A game, what sort of game? I thought. “I suppose, what did you have in mind?”

“I want you to remain naked for me and go stand in front of your mirror, so you can describe your body to me.” He said lowering his voice.

“Describe my body to you? I don’t know if I should.” I replied feeling a little uneasy.

“Trinity please, you’ve got me over here begging!” He chuckled.

“Oh alright, I don’t want you begging and pleading”

I stood up and slowly walked over to my floor length bedroom mirror.

“Are you there yet?” He began to sound impatient.

“Yes, I’m in front of my mirror now.” I replied staring at myself.

“Drop your towel for me.”

I released the towel and let it fall slowly to the floor. I felt a little unsure about what was taking place, but somehow I knew as long as it was for Darren it was right. I glanced at my damp naked flesh and took in every inch of myself. I did not want to come off as conceited, but I was exquisite. I stood there reveling in my caramel dewy skin.

“I’ve dropped the towel. Now what’s next Darren?”

“Tell me what you see.” He began moaning little by little.

“Um… I have very large breasts.” I replied with a little chuckle.

“No honey, not like that. Tell me in detail how your body looks.”

I took a deep breath and tried to release my inhibitions. I just hope he didn’t assume I did this sort of thing all the time with men.

“Well… my breasts are very perky. I also have very large nipples that are very erect right now.” I began slowly pinching them.

“Tell me how large they are? Are they as large as grapes?” Darren asked letting out a loud moan.

“Darren, what are you doing over there?”

“I’m just lying here with my eyes closed, picturing myself sucking on your sweet juicy hard nipples.”

“Is that right?”

“Yes that’s right. Now be a good girl and finish telling daddy about that sexy ass body of yours.” He said seductively.

“Yes daddy!” I squealed.

I decided that it was time to get completely uninhibited with this man, so I began to caress my breasts. The feel of my own hands touching my breasts excited me. I had never touched my body for a man over the phone before. I loved it! It gave me a sense of power. I knew that anything I said to this man now would drive him wild.

“I’m squeezing my breasts for you now. It feels so wonderful.”

“You are really turning me on Trinity. Can you do something else for me baby?”

“Yes daddy.”  Calling him daddy now seemed to flow from my lips so naturally.

“Baby I want you to go lay down in your bed and play with your pussy for me. Can you do that like a good little girl?” He asked moaning and groaning.

“O.k I’ll play your little game, daddy.”

I slowly walked over to my bed and climbed under my leopard silk sheets. The feel of the silk brushing against my naked body made me squeal with delight.

“It sounds like your having a good time over there. If I were with you it would be even better.” Darren commented as I continued to moan from the sensation of the sheets gliding across my skin.

“Darren I love how you make me feel like a woman and a little girl all at the same time. You make me feel like you’re in control.”

“Sexy I am in control. Tonight let me take you on a journey through my mind.”

As I laid there in my bed waiting for this man to tell me all kinds of sinfully nasty things, I began to let my fingers ever so gently stroke my pussy. It began to moisten with the slightest touch from my hand

“Darren?” I whispered taking a very deep breath.


“Yes baby. Are you o.k.? Tell daddy what’s wrong.”

“Nothings wrong. I just wanted to let you know that my pussy is dripping for you.”

“Oh… is it now? Maybe you need me to stop by and take care of that for you.”

That was a very tempting offer, but I couldn’t invite this man over for sex. I did have my reputation to uphold, but damn it has been a long time since I’ve had some good dick in my life.

“Darren, there is nothing else I would rather do right now than to have you come over here and ware this pussy out, but I can’t. We can’t.”

“Why not Trinity we are both adults. I promise I will not play with your emotions.” He whined.

“Darren I promised myself that the next time I had sex, it would be with the man I was going to spend the rest of my life with.” I said as my feelings of arousal died down.

“Trinity, come baby. Let me be that man you need.”

I could tell that he was only looking for a way to get in my pants. Maybe that is all he wanted in the first place.

“Darren is that why you stopped me in the coffee shop today, just to get me to fuck you?” I shouted sitting up in the middle of my bed.

“Fuck? You think I stopped you today just because I wanted some ass?” He bellowed.

“That’s the way it seems to me. You probably would have pulled the same thing with some other woman!”  I could feel my blood beginning to boil. There was no way this guy was going to add me as another notch on his belt.

“Look Trinity, I just wanted to be that special someone in your life. I wanted to be that guy you came to when you needed to be satisfied.”

“Bullshit! You just assumed sense I told you my last relationship was five years ago that I would fall right on the next dick that came my way.” I screamed.

“Trinity, would you listen to yourself? You’re willing to let a good thing like me pass you by?”

“Why you arrogant….” I paused catching myself before I said something I would regret. “Look, I don’t want to argue. Let’s just hang up the phone, say goodbye, and leave it at that.”

“I can’t do that you see because I know you’re the woman for me. So what if you know my schedule is crazy, and that I don’t have a lot of time for a relationship. I want to make it work.”

Here we go with this mess again. I thought. Telling me what I want to hear. Frankly, I was getting sick and tired of it.

“Darren, let it go! You want a plaything. A female you can get some ass from whenever you call. I can’t and I won’t be that woman for you!”

I leaned over to hang up my phone when he screamed out something that made the very hairs on the back of my neck stand on in.

“Trinity I promise to be the man you need in your life. Just tell me you’ll give our love a chance!”

“What love Darren? We have no love. I barely know you. Goodbye!”

I slammed the phone down on the receiver and got out of bed to get dressed. I went over to my walk-in closet and grabbed my white chiffon robe. After putting it on I went downstairs to get myself a drink of water. When I entered my kitchen I went straight to the cabinet and took out a large glass and filled it with ice cold water. As I drank my water the phone rang again.

The first thing that came to my mind was that it had to be Darren. Why couldn’t he get it through his thick skull that I was not interested in his little childish games? I tried to pay no attention to the phone, but the more I ignored it, the louder it seemed to ring.

“Ok Darren!” I screamed out loud to myself as I made my way over to answer it. “Yes!” I yelled as I picked up the phone.

“Trinity it’s me. Now before you hang up in my face, please hear me out.”

It was Darren, just as I suspected. He sounded so pathetic. I tried not to feel sorry for him, but as usual against my better judgment I let him plead his case.

“O.k. Darren let’s hear it.”

“Trinity I am coming to you now as a man, a man in love. I know we don’t know shit about each other. But I know this, I want you.” He said almost out of breath.

“Ok.” I paused to take a sip of my water. “That’s good to know.” I stated nonchalantly.

“Woman can’t you understand that I am trying to say I love you!”

 This man was getting on my last nerve. He just would not let up.

“Darren let’s just say you’re telling me the truth. How could you and I possibly make a relationship work? You and I clearly want two different things.” I said feeling a little bit tuckered out from this whole ordeal.

“Trinity you are so quick to judge men that you can’t except when a real man wants you.”

He had a point. Ever since my heart break I had never fully trusted anything a man says. But that still doesn’t mean that his intentions are good.

“Darren, this whole thing is making me feel worn out. I just can’t keep going tit for tat with you.” I placed my half empty glass of water down onto the kitchen table.

 “If you could just accept that this thing between you and I is fate you wouldn’t have to rack your brain about it.” He said with a slight sound of hope in his voice.

“Fate, I don’t believe in fate. Things happen if you allow them to.”

“Well allow me to enter your heart. Give me a chance Trinity. I won’t let you down.” Darren pleaded.

  Darren had a way with words. His charm and eloquence was working me over. I tried not to succumb to it, but he had me under his spell. The same way he did earlier at the coffee shop.

“Darren I want so badly for you to be the one for me, but I can’t accept this. It’s all too good to be true. Here you are this gorgeous man that pops up from out of nowhere, and now your claiming you’re in love with me. It’s just unreal!” I exclaimed.

“This is fate Trinity Evans. I am willing, ready and able to prove my love to you.” He said with so much optimism.

“Prove it. How are you going to prove it?” I asked anxiously.

“I am going to prove my love to you by doing what no other man would do” He said. I could tell from the tone in his voice that he was smiling.

“And what’s that?” I asked as my heart began to beat rapidly.

“I am going to be your husband.”

“Be my husband? Are you insane? I can’t marry you!”
“You can if you allow yourself to.”

“Darren… I paused for a minute. Something in my mind suddenly flipped. It was like I stepped outside of my body for a minute. I felt so weak, like I was under a spell. “I have one thing to say to that.” I paused again taking a deep breath.  “Yes, yes.  I will marry you.”

I didn’t know what the hell I was saying. It was as if I had lost my mind. My body felt numb for a minute, but it also felt insanely good at the time. It just seemed right some how. There was something about Darren that made me feel that getting married to him was not such a bad idea. Even though I put my own future out on a limb, I trusted that he would not hurt me at all.


Friday, May 11, 2012

"Love Theories" Choose A Book Cover

Hi everyone! I am very excited today to be giving my readers a chance to choose the cover for my next book, "Love Theories: A collection of short erotic tales". There is an excerpt for my book posted here in my blog for you to read and get a familiar with. Once you have read it you will be able to see which cover fits the book perfectly.  Please leave a comment for each cover and select from the three. I am also open to suggestions to any other covers for the book if you feel that the three don't fit the novel. Thank you and happy picking!

xoxo
Liltokyo






Potential Book Covers


Book Cover 1



Book Cover 2

Book Cover 3


Wednesday, May 9, 2012

My Guilty Pleasures

Hi everyone. I said that this was going to be an on going topic, so here is my next post for "My Guilty Pleasures". My post today is going to be about a cartoon. Wait.... a cartoon you might ask?? Yes a cartoon. Don't pretend that as an adult you don't watch them sometimes. Well one of my favorite cartoons would have to be....."King Of The Hill". 

Yes I have pretty much watched every episode of this cartoon. The cartoon began in 1997 and ended in 2010. I wish it could have lasted longer like "The Simpsons" have managed to. The funny thing about King of the Hill is that you will get attached to the characters as if you were watching a regular sitcom with real people. You will find yourself building a love/hate relationship with some of the characters since the story lines are so well written and the voice actors really give it their all. 

My favorite episode of King of the hill would have to be where a character by the name of Bill Dauterive is missing his ex wife Lenore so much that he snaps and begins to acts like her; right down to dressing in the clothes she left behind and making people address him as "Lenore".  I love this cartoon and I am really considering buying the box set, the only thing that keeps me from it is that I have access to all the episodes online and its reruns on Adult Swim and also on Fox2, go figure. Lol

The Lustful Poetry Corner

I have been feeling under the weather lately and wanted to find something to do while I heal so....I was looking through a lot of my poems today and came across some poems that I was going to place into a book. I don't know maybe I still will, maybe I won't. This potential poetry book may be called "Love Effects". I've decided that I am going to share one of the poems with you titled, "Penetration" This is my favorite one in that collection because it is very passionate and also very erotic.











Penetration




Deep inside my walls you hide. You must like the softness and the security within. I embrace you tightly never wanting to release. It is something about the way you enter me, my love. It is something about the way you slide inside of my wet, slippery walls.

The love made between us is enough to make a sane person lose their mind. Luckily for us we are crazy, crazy in love. We can’t get enough of each other. Every single chance we get we are tearing off clothes; pulling on hair; biting, licking and sucking.

Place your love inside of me. I want you to make my body shake. Give it everything you’ve got. Please don’t hold anything back, give me what I crave daddy. Your dick is like a drug, it gets me so high. I have episodes where I feel I am no longer on earth when your chocolate stick is deep inside my sweet caramel brown pussy.

The deeper you go it feels that you could touch my soul. In fact, I think you have. You are able to go places no other human ever has. Touch my spirit; take hold of what is yours. Let me see why you are a man and not boy.

You don’t force it. You use such care and finesse. I must say that in the bedroom baby, you are very gifted and blessed. My soul soars to higher heights when you drive your love inside. I know you love me by the way it feels; that kind of emotion one can’t hide.

Faster, deeper, your love continues to grow. Make love to my mind, make love to my body, and make love to my soul. Sometimes you love me so good that I lose all control.  The farther you push your love inside the more I feel I am about to cum. I want to cum for you. I want to let my juices flow.


I came… back to reality. This was just a thought I got from a mere phone conversation. The phone sex was so intense that I imagined that the penetration would be astronomical. If someone can penetrate my mind before my body, they are a keeper. Penetrate my mind, before my body. Once you have learned that golden rule you will have the eternal key to my heart. 

Saturday, May 5, 2012

Domestic Violence

In a lot of my writing, I bring up the topic of Domestic Violence. I never write about this topic to make light of it, but to make people more aware. Everyday more and more women (and even men) are victims of abuse from their partners. Many of these people keep the horror they experience to themselves, sometimes out of being ashamed and afraid, also because they may not want to press charges against their partner because they could be suffering from what is called "Stockholm Syndrome".  The syndrome is where a person can develop a strong bond with their abuser. 

It is so easy for someone to judge and say, "Why won't she/he leave him/her." But you never know what you would do if you were living in an abusive situation. There are different levels of abuse; it is not all physical. 

Level 1: Verbal Abuse

Verbal Abuse to me is where a person can belittle you by calling you foul names, shouting at you, just simply making you feel intimidated. An abuser can feel a sense of empowerment if they can sense that you are cowering.

Level 2: Psychological Abuse

This level of abuse to me is where the abuser makes you feel less than a person by telling you that you are no good, that you will never amount to anything without them. Take this example for instance, Abuser: "Look at you... you're fat, you're ugly. Don't you know that no one is going to want you but me?” After hearing things like that, the victim begins to think that they really are worthless and that the best they can do is stay with them. 

There are many types of psychological abuse. One example is where a partner can sometimes begin to cut you off from friends and family. When an abuser begins to tell you who you can and cannot see that is a sign that things may be taking a turn for the worse. Many times this form of abuse can start from a controlling partner. They will tell you things like, "Your family doesn't like me, I think you shouldn't be around them anymore because they are going to try and split us up." 

When things like that are said a woman may feel that her man is right and that her family is just jealous of her relationship and does not want to see her happy. Sadly enough many women listen to those rants and cut all ties with family members and friends. In many cases, the woman is whittled away until the point that she does not even recognize herself anymore. Her every move is watched and she no longer has the freedom to come and go as she pleases. 

Many women become prisoners in their own home. Many abusers will also begin to accuse their partner of being unfaithful in the relationship. Most of the time when men take things like that out on women it is because they are guilty of that behavior themselves. This form of abuse also gives the abuser the feeling of being powerful and in control.

Level 3: Physical Abuse

This is the most dangerous of them all because in many cases physical abuse can escalate causing someone to be severely hurt or turn fatal. It is never ok to hit someone or grab someone by the arm. Any type of unwanted force used towards another person is wrong. Alot of times in a relationship an argument can start and a person may be slapped across the face. A slap across the face can sometimes lead to stronger levels of abuse down the road. Be aware that even in an altercation where someone grabs your arm or even pushes you that that is a form of physical abuse.

Many women/man are ashamed to let it be known that their loved one is beating them. Many women wear dark shades to shield their black eyes from public view; scarves, or high-collared shirts to hide bruises on their necks. Many battered and bruised women that you do see in public never really look anyone in the eye, they normally stare at the ground to avoid eye contact with anyone who may suspect they are being mistreated. 

It is a very scary life. The reason I am writing this is not just simply because I've watched it on TV or heard about it on the news...no, it is because I have witnessed the abuse of neighbors; of friends, and yes there was a time where I lived through it myself. When you see someone that may look like the world is on his or her shoulders, or you see a man and a woman arguing out in public please consider the fact that that woman/man may be being abused. 

Many times people look the other way. People do not want to get involved out of fear or just simply thinking that is has nothing to do with them. Well let us think about this shall we, Let's just say you live in an apartment complex where your neighbors argue everyday. You can hear the woman crying for help as things are clearly being thrown to the ground breaking on impact. You can hear her blood curdling cries as she begs for someone to help her. 

Then, you hear nothing. Everything is calm. This goes on almost every other day, until one day you hear it again and the screams and the cries are louder and more frightening than before. You pause, wondering if she is okay. You begin to question yourself, should you call the police. But on the day where you finally decided to call for help you discover that that day, was the day her spouse took her life. 

Many couples argue. People that love each other always get into little spats. But you as a person know in your gut when something is not right. If you hear, screaming that makes you afraid or you see a person that appears to be battered and bruised, please don't turn a blind eye. Think about what if that was you, or your loved one. Wouldn't you want someone to save you before it was too late? Wouldn't you want someone to try at least? 

I know that many women may side with their abuser and you may think it is a waste of time and that she will never leave him. But at least you will know that you tried. Trying to help is better than just sitting back and doing nothing. Well that is all I am going to write for now in this post. I am definitely going to continue this topic in another post. 

Remember I don't just write about stuff like this for my health. I write about things like this hoping and praying that it will make a change. 

xoxo
Lil'Tokyo


Thursday, May 3, 2012

Preview of "Love Theories: A collection of short erotic tales Vol. 1"


Hi everyone, I have some big news. Today I am going to be allowing readers to preview an excerpt of the first story inside of "Love Theories"! I am going to post it here on my blog and on my worthyofpublishing.com page. I am doing this because I want my readers to get a chance to weigh in on the book before they decide to purchase it or not. I also want my readers to be able to help me choose the best cover for my novel.

I am going to choose three pictures and I would like for my readers to pick one from those three. The picture that receives the most votes will become the cover for "Love Theories". I cannot wait to see what you choose based on the book. Now for the piece of resistance, "Love Theories"





Twisted





Pampering and spoiling, these things are long forgotten in my world. I have no real man that can satisfy a woman like me. You see the type of woman I am needs a man that can handle my insatiable appetite for sex. Call me a freak if you must; but I just have to have it; morning, noon and night! Now the average men that I've dealt with can only last about fifteen minutes on average. I know, sad isn't it? Myself, I have been known to hold my own for a whole entire evening until the next day. Go figure.

Here I am a twenty nine year old female nymphomaniac. To others it seems that I should be plain, simple, sweet and demure. But alas, that is not me. Oh, if only I could run into someone that can satisfy my every need.


*  *   *   *

“Royal, please come to my office!”

“Right away Mrs. Alexander”

I rose from my tiny cubicle. It seems that my whole mundane existence revolves around this hellhole. Every day, if I don’t have to run to carry her some coffee, I am fetching her some shit from a near by strip mall. Did I really spend four years at a good college just to be reduced to this? I thought that by taking this job I would climb the corporate ladder, but instead I am barely scraping the bottom of the barrel.

My job wouldn’t disgust me so if I had a wonderful man to come home to and help me unwind. Why is it that in lower east Manhattan, New York; the place of the big time spenders, I am getting thrown meager crumbs. What the fuck is going on that a very attractive African American woman like me can’t even latch onto a captain save a hoe?

“Royal, where are you?” Mrs. Alexander screeched.

“I am right here.” I said rushing through her office door completely out of breath.

“Where were you? Could you not here me calling?” She said with her eyes lowered giving me a grimace look.

“I'm very sorry Mrs. Alexander. You see, I was in the middle of something with another executive.” I lied trying to see if she would take this bone and run with it.

“No excuses. What if what I needed you for meant life or death to this company? Now that you are here, I need you to do me a small favor.” She said reaching over onto her desk and grabbing her purse.

“Yes. What can I do for you?” I replied trying not to grit my teeth.

“I need you to run out and grab me a mocha latte, with extra cream. Also while you’re out can you make a quick run by Linden’s Cleaners? I have some items that need picking up.” She said dryly as she passed me a hundred dollar bill.

“Yes Mrs. Alexander. Is that all for you?” I said wishing I could just punch her in the jaw.

“No. That was all I needed. Oh and Royal…. please bring me back my change. You know I can always tell.” She replied leaning back in her office chair and tapping her long disgusting nails on her desk.

“Whatever.” I whispered to myself as I took the money from her.

“What was that Royal? She said rising slightly from her seat.

“Oh... it was nothing.” I said as I quickly left her office.

I knew that if I’d stayed there a minute longer and truly given her a piece of my mind I would be out of a job. On several occasions I’ve wanted to quit so badly, but I need the money to pay my bills. I mean don’t get me wrong the pay is pretty good. I earn nine hundred dollars commission once every two weeks, plus not to mention the company perks; which include a company car and paid vacations. I would call this my dream job, if it weren’t for that damn Mrs. Alexander, or Michelle as the rest of the office likes to call her behind her snooty back. She treats me and the rest of the minorities here like shit. One of these days I have a feeling that she is going to get ousted right out of here on her little uppity ass.

On my way out to my car I noticed that the gate was closed and no one could exit. “What the hell am I going to do if I’m late bringing her back her stuff?” I decided to drive my car up closer to the gate but it still did not open. So as a last resort I began to pound away at my horn impatiently.

“Ain’t any need for you to act like your losing your mind!” The guard inside the parking booth shouted.

“Just let me out of here!”

“Look lady, I’m just doing my job. You’re going to have to take your car around the back way. This front exit is closed.”

“Well excuse me. No one sent me a memo.” I said putting my vehicle in reverse.

“Look, maybe when you come back this will be open.” He said with a smirk.

As I pulled off I stared back at him in my rearview mirror, to see him smiling.

“If I wasn’t in such a foul mood I could have flirted with him. Hell, who knows with my charm, and my forty-two inch hips I could’ve had a buddy for tonight.”

*  *  *  *

Since I was  running a little bit late I was so glad that there was a coffee shop not that far from the office. As I pulled into the parking lot I began to worry. I didn’t want to mess up Michelle’s order because she can be such a bitch if you do. I decided drove through the drive thru and make my purchase, one Mocha Latte with extra cream just like she requested. After the very speedy and friendly service at the coffee shop I was now off to the cleaners to pick up her clothes. When I pulled into the parking lot of the cleaners there was a huge truck blocking the entrance. It was so filthy and there were lots of worn out lounge chairs stacked in the back.

“Damn, who is the owner of this thing?” I shrieked as I got out of my candy apple red Monticarlo and proceeded to set the alarm.

As I sashayed into the shop, I noticed a very tall and muscular, dusty gentleman standing in line to pick up his clothing. His body reeked with the scent of motor oil and sweat. If that wasn’t bad enough, he had the nerve to have on a dress shirt with blue jeans that had grass stains on them. I tried not to let the man notice me staring but it was too late, I was caught.

“Is there something wrong?” He asked looking me over in return from head to toe.
“No. There is nothing wrong. I just need to grab my things and run.” I stammered.

I have never been one to stutter when a man spoke to me before. My motto has always been, “Be upfront and direct.” I never let them think they have the upper hand. I just don’t know what came over me. This was so unlike me.

“You need to not stare at people like that. It is very unattractive.” He replied as the shop owner passed him his items.

“Excuse me? Who are you to tell me who I can and can not look at?” I said placing my hands on my hips and smacking my lips.

“Typical.” He said as he brushed past me, heading out of the cleaners.

“Typical! What the hell do you mean by that?” I asked storming after him.

“See… that’s what I mean.” He yelled tossing his clothing on the front seat of his dusty truck that just turned out to be a F250. “Women like you, who have the fake hair down to ya big fat assess thinking that a business man, like me would give a damn about your tired gold digging shit!”

“Gold digging, who the fuck are you calling a gold digger, I have you know that I could buy and sell your dusty, musty ass.” I said preparing to snatch my diamond earrings from my ears.

“See, ready to fight out in public, you hoes have no class.” He said walking around to get into his truck.

“Why the hell are you talking so much shit to me? I just walked into this place and there you go, calling me all kind of names. Your ass is the tired one!” I said following him as he opened the truck door.

“You were the one staring at me from behind. I know you were scoffing, thinking that you have me all figured out. Here I am, with the dirty clothes on and now you see my ride is filthy. Yes, you have me all figured out.” He climbed inside his truck and slammed the door.

“Look, whatever your name is. I didn’t mean to offend you, but if I’d walked into the place looking filthy from head to toe you would have said something directly to my face, not just keep it to yourself.” I said leaning into his window. To my amazement the interior of his truck smelled brand spanking new.

“Please get off of my car!” He yelled as he pulled off almost running over me.

I stood there as his truck left behind wafts of dust that made me gasp for air. This man had cursed me out for no apparent reason. Ok, so when I first looked at him I thought he was dirty. But, I did not utter one word to him. I swear some men are mental cases. I ran back into the cleaners and passed my ticket to the cashier, who in return told me that the one silk blouse needed to stay a little longer. I wanted to cry. I had to get into an insane confrontation with a total stranger, and for what, just to go on a dead ass mission?


* * * *

Back at work I sluggishly headed into Michelle’s office. I knew what was about to happen. The bitch was going to chew my head off.

“I’m back, Mrs. Alexander.” I said creeping through the door.

“Good. I need my caffeine fix.” She yelped hopping out of her chair and snatching the latte from my hands. “I have great news for you Royal!”

“Good news for me?” I said wondering what in the world did she have up her sleeve. Could it be that promotion I have been praying for?

“There is a new gentleman here today by the name of Saxton Brooks. He is a transfer from our other office in Texas. He is no rookie I might add. He is said to be one of their leading men over in advertising.

“Alright…” I said a slight bit confused.

“This is where you come in. I need the two of you to partner up and work on a slogan for a young woman by the name of Trinity Ware. She is the owner of Sensual Soul, a company with custom-made lingerie. You all are going to be coming up with something for her new line of silk and lace thongs.” Mrs. Alexander squealed. She seemed so thrilled. I had never seen her act so nice to me before. It was rather creepy.

“Are you sure you want me to work with this man? Don’t you think that one of the other employees would be better for this, how about Megan?” I said thinking that maybe she would pull the old race card.

“Oh no, I only have you in mind” She said tapping me slightly on the shoulder.

Just as she finished showing me her unusual signs of appreciation a man entered the room in an all black suit with dark glasses.

“Why here he is now Royal.” She said walking over to greet the man.

I was not really interested to see whom this person was that she was pairing me up with. I could have handled this perfectly well by myself with Ms. Ware. I guess I might as well make a good impression. I thought as I turned to greet my potential business partner.

I began to slowly walk over to Michelle’s side to shake hands with the man I was going to be spending a lot of time with. He still had his glasses on when I extended my hand to make his acquaintance. He stood staring for a minute then reluctantly reached out and shook my hand as if it were covered in dog shit. I tried to get a look at his face behind the glasses. The more I gazed, the more that he began to look vaguely familiar.

“Have we met somewhere before?” I asked as he finally removed his glasses.

“Well…this is a pleasant surprise.” He said sarcastically.

Low and behold in front of my eyes stood my enemy, the punk from the cleaners. I couldn’t’ believe it, of all the people in this world, he has to be the one I am going to be working with.

“Is there something the matter?” Mrs. Alexander asked when she saw that I could barely catch my breath.

“No… everything is fine, just fine.” I shook his hand. He squeezed mine so hard I thought I was going to loose all circulation in it.

“Good! Good!” She said patting us both on the back. “Mister Saxton Brooks this is Royal MerrieWeather, she will be your partner on this project. I need the two of you to work very hard on this assignment. Mrs. Ware is a respected client and it would really displease me to hear if she is not satisfied.” She said walking back over to her desk.

“You don’t have to worry about anything Mrs. Alexander, I have this under control.

 “Don’t you mean, we…” He said hunching me in the side rather sharply. ”We, have this under control Michelle.”

This under handed bitch! He has the nerve to get transferred to my company, and now he wants to suck up to my boss. I couldn’t take it.

“Yes. Everything is going to run smoothly.” I said taking my leave.

“Royal! Aren’t you forgetting something?” Mrs. Alexander said folding her arms and looking rather like her usual self.

“No, I don’t think so.” I said inching closer to the exit. I wanted nothing more than to get the hell away from this man.

“Um...my clothing and my change from the cleaners, where are they?”

“The man at the cleaners said that the blouse needed a little more time.” I said slamming the change on her desk. I walked over to the door and placed my hand firmly on the doorknob.

“Well Royal, don’t you think you need to go right back up there and get it?”

“No I don’t! I didn’t graduate from college to be a slave to a snotty flat chested, no ass having, trying to make me feel two inches tall, bitch!”

“Royal! Answer me. Don’t you think you should?”  She said sticking her neck out like a deranged ostrich.

“I suppose so.” I said breaking out of my thoughts of cursing her out.

“Good, see that you do.”  



* * * *



Seated back at my tiny cubicle I laid my head on my desk; closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep. I was so tired. I just wanted to go home and relax in a nice soothing bubble bath.

The clock on the wall kept ticking away. Each tick was about to drive me crazy. I opened my eyes to see the time was a mere twelve thirty. Another whole hour to go up in this boring place was surely going to make me loose my mind.

“I can’t take this.” I thought as I began tapping my nails on my desk. “I know what; I will get some ice cold water from the break room.”

As I was about to enter the break room for my water, I could hear a lot of commotion inside. It sounded like a lot of heavy breathing and panting. I cracked the door slightly to take a peak. There on the inside of the room was Michelle sprawled over the table with her skirt raised. Behind her going to town like a mad dog in heat was an unrecognizable man. I could not make out who he was because all that he had on were his boxers and his dress socks and shoes.

 Surely if the top executives heard of this she would lose her job. I wanted to squeal so badly, but not right away. I needed to use this to my advantage so I quietly closed the door back so I would go unnoticed.

I wonder who the guy is that is giving her that hell of a workout. That is when it hit me. “The guy has black curly hair. Saxton has black curly hair. I think I have my culprit!

As I began to walk back to my desk the door swung open to the break room. And out walked Mrs. Alexander, with her blond hair looking rather disheveled. Then just like I’d suspected Saxton Brooks came stumbling out behind her minutes later.

“That whore. That is probably the reason why he got this transfer, and to think… he has the nerve to judge, me!”

I knelt down beside my cubicle and peered out from behind to see Saxton follow Michelle into her office, closing the door behind them.

“What is this round two?” I continued to think to myself as I tried to ignore it, but the thought of the two of them getting it on in her office was too much for me to resist. I got up from the floor and headed for her office.

Once there I began to pound on the door, but there was no answer, so I knocked even harder.

“Is there a problem?” An outraged Saxton asked as he flung open the door tugging at his zipper.

“No, I just wanted to bring to your attention that it is almost time to go home.” I said hoping that my fast reply would throw him off.

“Saxton, who is it at the door?” Mrs. Alexander questioned.

“It’s Royal. Apparently she is here to inform us of the time.” Saxton chuckled.

“Royal? I haven’t sent for her. Tell her to take her leave, and that she is to report here bright and early tomorrow to get started on your slogan.”

“You heard Michelle, take your sloppy ass on home.” He whispered to me.

“You’re busy gold digging I see?” I replied as I walked away looking back to make sure he knew I had his number.

Nervously Saxton grabbed his briefcase from Michelle’s desk and ran out to me in the hallway. I could tell from his expression that he knew I had the goods on him.

“What are you insinuating?” He said winded.

“Insinuating... now whatever gave you that idea?” I said steadily heading towards the exit.

“I want you to tell me what you know?” He said grabbing me by my wrist.

“Let go of me. I will scream out so fucking loud that it will burst your eardrums. Now…. let... me… go!” I cried snatching away from his grasp.

“Oh yeah, you saw something. It’s written all over your face”

“All I can say is that I never mix business with pleasure.” I snarled. “Oh, I’m sorry you wouldn’t know anything about that, since you are so busy sleeping your way to the top.” I said rolling my eyes at him and proceeding out the door.

I was half way to my car when Saxton began to holler out obscenities. I just can’t understand why this man has it in for me in the first place, but I just continued to climb inside my car to go home. I turned the music on and began to zone out when I heard pounding on my window. It was Saxton, and he looked extremely pissed. Apparently the conversation we had was not over to him.

“Roll down the window right now!” He shouted. “I am not finished with you yet.”

“There is nothing more for me to say to you. Now get the hell away from me!” I screamed as I started my car.

“I’m not letting you leave this parking lot!” He said attempting to open my car door.

“Man, are you insane? I don’t have anything to tell you!”

“Look, just tell me what you know and I will never bother you again.”

I quickly placed my car in park to hear the mighty tempting offer. I wanted to go for it but I knew coming from him that shit meant nothing. I rolled my window down slowly to try and negotiate with the psycho.

“Now that I have your attention, I would like for you to tell me what it is you know?” He said sounding rather sweet and innocent.


“Come off of that humble shit Saxton. I know that you hate my ass. You just want to kiss it now that you know I have the goods on you.”

“Goods, you have goods on me?” He leaned into my window pretending to be coy. “Why whatever do you mean? I simply just want to make peace with you.”

“Peace? Now I know you’re crazy. Look I don’t know shit and I haven’t seen shit.” I said trying to push him away. “You are such a phony you know that. I can see that you are willing do to anything to get what you want.”

“Here it is! Now we are getting somewhere.” He said rising up and rubbing his hands together. “You know something, I know you do, and I am giving you till the count of three to tell me what the fuck it is! One…Two…”

I can’t believe this punk thinks I am going to fold so easily. I decided to get out of my car and tell him to his face where to get off.

“Saxton, your ass is pathetic. I knew the minute I met you I had you pegged.”

“You had me pegged? Oh no sweetheart, it is I that has you pegged!” He said rushing up to me and grabbing me around the waist. “I can see what your problem is; you need a man to fuck you.”

“You are insane! I hate your stupid ass.” I said trying to pry myself free from his strong grip.

“You don’t hate me. You hate what you think you know about me.” He replied staring deeply into my eyes. “Tell me the truth; you saw Michelle and I didn’t you?”

“Whatever! You are not going to flip the script on me like this Saxton.” I cried trying to make him loosen his hold on me. “If I knew something about you, that could destroy you, why would I tell you?”

“See that just confirms it. You know something, and you are not leaving here until you tell me what it is!” Saxton exclaimed.

“Fine, I will tell you, just let go of me!” I shouted as he released me and pushed me away from him laughing. “I saw you, alright. In the lounge I saw the two of you. I guess you have no shame fucking the boss to get ahead.”

“Why you little interfering bitch, I take it that you get your rocks off by spying?”  He said unbuttoning his suit coat. “Are you that lonely that you have to become a voyeur?”

“Fuck you Saxton, go to hell!” I said slapping him across the face.

“That’s it. Let it all out! I know you been have waiting you get your hands on me since we met.” He said chuckling.

“You’re a twisted pervert. I hope you get your ass thrown out of here!” I replied heading back towards my car.

“Where are you going? The party’s just getting started!” Saxton said removing his coat completely and flinging it to the ground. “Come Royal, you don’t have to leave so soon.”

I wanted to ignore his taunting, but for some reason I just couldn’t fight it. I walked back over to Saxton and placed my hands on his face.

“Do you really think you could do to me what you did to her in that break room?” “Please, I’ve seen your type before. All talk and no real action. Hell, with me you couldn’t even last a minute.”

“You want to test that theory?” Saxton said as he began to unbutton his dress shirt revealing his sexy, tight ripped chest and abs.

“I know you are crazy now. Why are you getting naked out in this parking lot?” I said blushing from the sight of his magnificent stomach.

This man had to have not an ounce of fat on his body. Everything seemed to be nothing but pure muscle. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him.

“I knew you would see something you like, now about this challenge.”

“Challenge, what are you talking about?” I said beginning to drool over his abs.

“You said that I don’t look like I could last a minute. Give me a chance to prove that I can go round for round with you.” He began to loosen his belt.

“That is never going to happen, especially not out here, in front of the office building.”

“So, let’s get in my truck and drive off somewhere. It can give you a chance to work off some of that anger you have towards me.”

“What do you take me for, some kind of whore? There is no way, no matter how sexy you are, am I going to just give up the ass to you!”

“You will.” Saxton said inching closer to me. He was so close I could feel his breath on my face. He leaned into my ear and whispered. “One day you are going to be begging me to tap that ass.” He replied smacking me hard on the booty.

“I‘m getting out of here….”

I ran back to my car and jumped inside leaving Saxton in the middle of the parking lot almost naked. As I drove home the wicked, nasty thought filled my head. Could Saxton go toe to toe with me in the bedroom? I had to admit that I was tempted to find out. His arrogance was becoming a real turn on.

 Maybe that is the kind of man I need. Not some wimp, but a man that can handle me, and put me in my place.




*  *  * *



As I entered my home I tossed my purse on the counter and placed my cell phone on the charger. I needed to take a quick shower so I proceeded up stairs to get undressed. Once I was naked I climbed in the shower and began to relax and unwind in the steaming water. Every inch of my body felt warn, and tired so I just knew that I was going to sleep like a baby tonight. When I was finished with my shower I went into my room and got dressed in a sexy little white tank top with the matching white female boxers.

“I wonder what’s on the TV tonight.” I said to myself as I lay across my comfortable queen size bed.

Just when I thought I was going to have a nice, quite evening alone someone began to ring my doorbell. Who could it be at this hour? I quickly jumped out of the bed and grabbed my red kimono style robe and headed for the door.

When I tip toed to peer out of my peephole but there was no one there. “I guess it is just some kids playing around?” So I turned and headed towards my kitchen to prepare some popcorn.

While I opened my cabinet to grab the popcorn, the bell rang once more. “That’s it, whoever this is I’m going to cuss them out. It’s eleven at night.” I rushed over to the door and flung it open.

As I looked out my front door I could see a man standing out underneath the streetlight. It was Saxton. He looked at me as if he was going to rip me apart. I’ve never been afraid of any man, and I was not about to let Saxton be the first.

“Saxton, how did you find my house?” I shrieked as he continued to stand there lighting up a cigar.

“Are you going to let me in Royal?” He said exhaling a puff of smoke. ”We need to talk.”

“No fucking way! You show up to my shit and expect me to let you in? Are you out of your mind?” I began to close the door when Saxton yelled out,

“I’m here to challenge you!”

I opened the door back up slowly. “What did you say?”

“I said I want to challenge you.”

I walked out onto my front porch as Saxton headed my way. I stood there as his skinned glowed under the moonlight. This man had it in his mind that we were going to have sex right here in my house. I know I need some dick really bad, but I was not about to sleep with him.

“Please just leave or I will…”

“Or you will what?” He said finally standing in front of me. His mere presence filled me with lust and anger. I hated this man with a passion, but at the same time I was so drawn to him.

“I will call the police.” I said lying through my teeth.

“Really…” He said as he reached out to caress my face. “So you don’t want me to come in and satisfy you like I did Michelle earlier?” Saxton questioned me licking his lips.

“N-n-no… I stuttered. “I w--want you to leave here now!” I said looking at the ground.

“Look me in my eyes and tell me you don’t hate me so badly that you want to fuck my brains out, because I feel that way about you.”


I couldn’t open my mouth as he ran his fingers through my hair. I shuttered from his touch. It felt eerie, but it turned me on at the same time. It was like I was forcing myself not to enjoy it. I moved back slowly as he followed me inside my house. As he made his way inside I did not for one minute think about what was going on. Suddenly Saxton hoisted me up on his shoulders and I just allowed it to happen. I wanted to kick his ass, but I needed this so damn bad I didn’t care. He walked with me back towards my bedroom like he had been in my house before. I closed my eyes as he laid my body down onto my bed.

“I have you now you little bitch!” He said ripping my robe from my body.

“What the hell do you think your doing? And did you just call me a bitch?” I said standing to my feet in just my tank top and boxers.

“Yes, that’s what I like. Get angry with me!” He said walking up to me and licking me on my lips. “You know its better when you’re mad.”

“You’re insane!” I said smacking him across the face.

“Yeah, that’s that angry shit I love!” Saxton then took off his white silk dress shirt. “Look me in my eyes and tell me this shit between us, doesn’t get you hot?”

Hot? I thought. Then I noticed the tingling sensation that was rushing through my veins. It wasn’t just pure hate that I felt, I was horny for this man. I wanted to work off all my frustrations on him in the bedroom. Just then I reached out and grabbed him around the neck. I wanted to choke the life out of him, but instead I forcefully stuck my tongue into his mouth.

“Damn Royal!” Saxton cried pulling away from me and wiping his mouth. “You’re a nasty ass freak! What else can you do with that tongue?”

“Let me show you.” I said as I dropped to my knees.

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Well that was a brief portion of "Love Theories"  In my next post I will be posting the pictures to choose from. Please feel free to rate or comment. 

xoxo 
Lil'Tokyo 



                                                             



Wednesday, May 2, 2012

"My Guilty Pleasures"

This section of my blog is going to be a little fun. I am going to have this be an on going post where I will talk about different things I consider to be guilty pleasures. Well here goes, today's guilty pleasure is........ "The Golden Girls"  This sitcom from the 80's has been one of my favorite shows since I was a child, but as of lately I have been watching every marathon I can. I have fond memories of watching this show on Saturday night with my mother as she did my hair for church the following morning.

I remember the whole lineup that came on NBC. The Saturday Lineup was filled with sitcoms like "227"and "Amen." I don't know what it was but those shows were so wonderfully charming and incredibly funny. It does sadden my heart to know that the majority of the cast is no longer with us, but I am very glad that we still have the lovable and hilarious Betty White. She is just amazing to me and continues to be forever young. I can only  hope I can be the same way when I'm her age. And that folks is my guilty pleasure for today. 

Bye for now :)