Sunday, July 1, 2018
Saturday, June 16, 2018
Saturday, June 2, 2018
My First Experience With Odd Women
When I was around 19, I had just completed Marine Combat Training and I was sent to my MOS School in Ft. Leonardwood, Missouri.
It was around November of 1996, during my first weekend at school, that a group of Marines and I took a cab to the local Enlisted Men's Club to let off some steam.
It was there that I met Jackie. She was a fair skinned young lady with jet black hair. She was absolutely gorgeous. In high school, I would have never had the courage to step up and speak to her.
The Marine Corps gave me a sense of courage that I had never had before. It was at this moment that I chosen to try and see if this woman would give me her phone number.
It was in the middle of our conversation that she said, " Hey baby, come closer. I want to tell you something." Several sexual thoughts began to race across my mind. Then she whispered something into my ear drums that would leave me dumbfounded. She said, " I don't like men."
Right about that time is when my little head descended and the head that was attached to my shoulders went off in rage by spewing several obscene words at her. And then I got up and left the bar.
Several minutes later, Tina walks over to me.
Tina was Jackie's girlfriend. She says, " Hey dude. I saw that you were over there talking to that girl. I am a lesbian and I like to lick her here, here, and here."
I looked at her and I said, " Really? I think that I might be a lesbian too, because I want to do that same thing to her !"
She began to laugh hysterically. She gave me her phone number and then she said,"From now on, you are going to be our man!"
From that day forth, I was indeed their man.
Every weekend, until I left that duty station, they would come and pick me up and we would stroll around the town with one of them on each of my arms.
They would fondle me and kiss me in public. At that point in my life, I had never felt so special when it came to women.
They were the best wing women ever.
I have not seen or even heard from them in over 20 years. I will forever be in their debt for making me look good to my peers at that time.
It was around November of 1996, during my first weekend at school, that a group of Marines and I took a cab to the local Enlisted Men's Club to let off some steam.
It was there that I met Jackie. She was a fair skinned young lady with jet black hair. She was absolutely gorgeous. In high school, I would have never had the courage to step up and speak to her.
The Marine Corps gave me a sense of courage that I had never had before. It was at this moment that I chosen to try and see if this woman would give me her phone number.
It was in the middle of our conversation that she said, " Hey baby, come closer. I want to tell you something." Several sexual thoughts began to race across my mind. Then she whispered something into my ear drums that would leave me dumbfounded. She said, " I don't like men."
Right about that time is when my little head descended and the head that was attached to my shoulders went off in rage by spewing several obscene words at her. And then I got up and left the bar.
Several minutes later, Tina walks over to me.
Tina was Jackie's girlfriend. She says, " Hey dude. I saw that you were over there talking to that girl. I am a lesbian and I like to lick her here, here, and here."
I looked at her and I said, " Really? I think that I might be a lesbian too, because I want to do that same thing to her !"
She began to laugh hysterically. She gave me her phone number and then she said,"From now on, you are going to be our man!"
From that day forth, I was indeed their man.
Every weekend, until I left that duty station, they would come and pick me up and we would stroll around the town with one of them on each of my arms.
They would fondle me and kiss me in public. At that point in my life, I had never felt so special when it came to women.
They were the best wing women ever.
I have not seen or even heard from them in over 20 years. I will forever be in their debt for making me look good to my peers at that time.
Thursday, May 31, 2018
Sunday, May 27, 2018
Saturday, May 12, 2018
Going to Church
It is no secret that I love going to church, whenever I have the strength enough to make it there on Sunday Morning.
Church for me became a place of refuge for me when I was around the age of 16. It was to the point that I would willingly walk across town to an upstart church, at that time, from the church that I had known about my whole life. I did so because I had to reach God on my own level.
My parents were cool with my decision to do so. They believed, as I do now, that it doesn't matter what building it is in which you choose to worship God.
What matters the most is the relationship that you are developing a relationship with Him.
It still amazes me how we as Christians still turn up our noses at others just because they don't see God from our perspective.
In reality. God sees us all the same way. We are his children.
When we learn to come together to help out our fellow man like has instructed us to do, the better off we will begin to be as a nation.
My prayer is that as I age that I will become stronger and wiser in the knowledge of his word.
Monday, April 16, 2018
How Does It Feel ?
A while back I had a random conversation about life in general with some
young brothers in the barbershop. During the conversation, I let it
slip that I had went to college and obtained a college degree.
One guy stopped me in the middle of speaking and he said, " Yo, man how does that feel to have one?'
And I replied, " It feels kinda good!"
He told me that he wanted to shake my hand so that some of that luck might rub off on him because he was in school and his financial aid was about to run out.
In that moment it really humbled me because I too remembered that hunger and the struggle that I went through to get it.
The moral of story is this: Never take your accomplishments for granted. Always remember that someone just like you is still fighting to get to where you are in life.
Never forget the bridges that have allowed you to cross over to the promised land.
Special thanks to all of those people that helped me to study/ cram for those exams in college. Most importantly I want to thank my friend that proofread my work and introduced me to those brilliant words and anecdotes that allowed me to fill up those long papers in college as well.
Without you I shudder to think if I would have ever made it out of college. The writing lab really paid off tremendously
One guy stopped me in the middle of speaking and he said, " Yo, man how does that feel to have one?'
And I replied, " It feels kinda good!"
He told me that he wanted to shake my hand so that some of that luck might rub off on him because he was in school and his financial aid was about to run out.
In that moment it really humbled me because I too remembered that hunger and the struggle that I went through to get it.
The moral of story is this: Never take your accomplishments for granted. Always remember that someone just like you is still fighting to get to where you are in life.
Never forget the bridges that have allowed you to cross over to the promised land.
Special thanks to all of those people that helped me to study/ cram for those exams in college. Most importantly I want to thank my friend that proofread my work and introduced me to those brilliant words and anecdotes that allowed me to fill up those long papers in college as well.
Without you I shudder to think if I would have ever made it out of college. The writing lab really paid off tremendously
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