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About the author:
married father of two who was born and reared in the Washington DC area… lover of words, love a great story
What inspired you to write your book?
I wanted to but a great story back into the genre of erotica. Sex should just be a byproduct of the story and not the sole focal point
Here is a short sample from the book:
So tell me how does it feel, but how would you know what you are feeling if you’ve been taught to run from any sensation that’s generated by your own thoughts, ideas, and curiosity. They say you are what you eat and as long as you can remember you have been fed half-truths and full lies. Now you’re bloated off of just existing when you should be slim from living foot loose and fancy free.
Look at you scratching your head, wondering what the fuck I’m talking about, but you know what the fuck I’m talking about, you’re just not trying to hear it. Trust me I get it; you’d rather die than to be uncomfortable, wrapped up in society’s forced upon labels than proudly wearing the skin you were blessed to be in.
Think about it. If you are Black you’re wrong, if you are White you’re right. If you are gay you’re going to hell. If you are bi than you are already living in your own confused hell. If you come from Mexico then you must be illegal. If you’re a woman who is ambitious then you must be a bitch. If you are not the most masculine of men then you must be in the closet waiting on a handsome locksmith to free you.
If you are rich you’re wealthy. If you are poor you lack value. If you are quiet you’re introverted. If you are loud then you’re a braggart. If you are slim then you’re sexy. If you are fat then you’re easy. If you are powerful then you’re corrupt. If you are weak then you’re easily broken. If you are smart you’re aloof. If you are dumb then you can’t be taught.
If you are a cop then you’re crooked. If you’re a young Black male you are automatically guilty, possibly dead even. If you are a young White male you’re the future of this country. If your allegiance isn’t to the good ol’ Red, White, and Blue then you have no future in this country. If Lady Justice is blind, then so are her draconian laws. If the laws of the land are just then injustice shouldn’t be running rampart
If you are successful you’re self-made. If you fail everyone failed you. If you change you are now better. If you are now better, than what was wrong with you before? If you think too much you’re over analytical. If you don’t think enough then you can’t think your way out of a room without walls. If you have laser like focus you’re considered to be anal. If you have no focus at all then you have A.D.H.D.
If you believe in love you’re a hopeless romantic. If you’ve never loved at all then surely you know lust. If you’re emotional then you’ll cry easily. If you’ve never cried then you are emotionally constipated. If you’re a mama’s boy then your breath smells like milk from mama’s titty. If you’re a daddy’s girl then you are a brat of a child only to grow up to be a bitch of a woman.
If you suck a good dick then you must have had a lot of practice. If you eat pussy then your dick must be small. If you masturbate a lot then you can’t get laid. If you fuck too much then you’re a whore. If you have fucked for money then you’re a prostitute. If you are fucking for free then you’re dumb. If you fuck on the 1st date then you won’t have a meaningful relationship. If you wait 90 days to finally fuck, best believe who you were saving yourself for was fucking someone else 89 of those days.
The labels could go on and on and on and in the midst of all of that you are in there somewhere, hopelessly lost. Still living that lie of a life of yours, more careful than ever for fear of one of those labels not fitting you. And what’s the absolute worst if each and every label that was branded on you like the mindless cattle society deems you to be was to fall off? Or better yet, you grew a pair of balls and pulled them off. You’d be naked that’s what. But isn’t that how you were born in the first place? I’m just sayin’. So I’ll ask you again, and more pointedly this time; how does it feel? How does it feel to be a prisoner being held against your will, but without any bars or doors confining you?