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[*] posted on 9.11.2017 at 06:13 PM


She sits up…..Hands going to my thighs….She still bounces slowly…..My hands go to her waist……Balancing her as she rides….With each bounce her full breasts move in motion with the bounce….I can feel the feather breezes as they do so….There is a look of sheer contentment on her pretty face…She is riding the dicc and loving it at the same time….She looks down and smiles….Giggles erupt from her lips…..She whispers her favorite words of endearment to me….What words are those??....Sorry….That forthcoming I am not…..I love to watch them when they lose themselves…..Love it when they just enjoy being women…..Is it an ego thing??.....Men get off on their women getting off….Maybe it “is” ego….But a lot of it has to do what the fact that we want to please them….Please them the way they please us….The biggest pleasure is sex is not cumming…..Rather making your partner cum….Hopefully all over themselves (lol)……Inwardly I laugh ‘cause when she is on top……She’ll bounce up and down….But also grind side to side…I asked her once, why did she do that??....She had me laughing when she said…..”I want to feel all of you….Hitting it from side to side is so damn hot….You have no idea”……I hold her…..Watch her…..It’s like she is another dimension….Sex at our ages is great…..You don’t have to worry about pregnancy……You don’t have to worry about diseases if you stay faithful…..Because of those two reasons, I haven’t worn a condom in years….Gay men are right…..Riding ‘bareback’ is a helluva’ lotta’ fun (lol)……I smiled as I look up at her….She looks like she’s really enjoying herself….That slow grind is doing a number on me….I feel shivers radiating from my genitals…..Racing throughout my body…..My senses are on high alert….All five seemed to be heightened…..It’s hard to put into words….My hands go from her waist to her breasts….They easily filled up my hands….Overflow….They are soft, plush and warm to my touch….I don’t hafta’ hold them up….But the sensations on them in my hands is an added plus…..She leans back and starts to move faster….More stronger.…I know what’s gonna’ come next…..If you think it’s a climax…Sorry to disappoint you….She pushes my hands away….Leans forward…Placing the epic breasts on my chest….They flatten sweetly against my pecs….I felt her lips on mine once more as she passionately kisses me….Four mind blowing sensations are hitting me all at once….I felt the sensation of that full stomach on mine…Soft and toned at the same time…The sensation of her buxom breasts on my chest….Rubbing against me as she starts to ride faster…..Harder….Her unbridled kisses…..Best of all….Her p*ssy gripping me tighter….She lets herself go as she starts to go buck wild….I do three things that are gonna’ push her off that high cliff….I bring my legs up and around….I use them to encircle that hourglass waist…Lock my ankles and pull her in deeper…..What?...Did you think that only women were capable of doing that when the guy was on top??.....Uh huh…..We middle-agers can shock you with the s**t we do in bed….(I gotta blog one day about the sex toys we also use)… Use my arms to embrace her by her shoulders…Middle back….Hold her and pull her closer….Held close like this…Pinned to my body….The sensations that are speeding through her body causes that body to move…It’s kind of beyond your control….You have to move ‘cause it feels so good….But suppose you couldn’t move while you were doing it??.....That sensation is magnified…..Becomes intense…..She‘s riding me like there’s no tomorrow…I get ahold of that juicy bottom lip and start sucking on it like a kid with a lollipop…It goes on for a while….Time has no meaning when you are sexing….You know this to be true…What you think is five minutes might in reality be an hour….You aren’t using a stopwatch…..My legs are locked in tight…Arms over shoulders and mid- back…Equally tight….I use those extremities to keep her from moving too much…..Lovingly suck on that juicy bottom lip….She starts to buck harder…Stronger….More urgent…I felt her breathing deepen….Can feel her heart booming in her chest…Pulsating through her breasts…..Her body tenses up like a coiled spring….I feel the weight of her body….Feel the sweaty heat……Feel the frenzied movements….The moans….Guys out there….Tell me and tell me the truth….Isn’t it great when you cause your lady to erupt like a volcano??....She suddenly slides her lips from mine….Body bucking like a bronco….I hear a loud whisper as she says…..”Billy….”…..I feel her vaginal muscles clamp down on my shaft again and again….I hold her close and tight….That orgasm has no place to go except through her vagina…Her body….It multiplies and holding her down is tough…..It rips through her…Rips her apart and puts her back together again….I feel that spring uncoiled…Her body slowly relaxes… I free her from my arms and legs….She has fallen on me…Body sweat-sheen mixing with mine…..She always falls to my left…..I watched her……It takes a few moments for her to come down from that sexual high….She turns her head, looks at me with half closed eyes….Whispers……”Wasn’t that s**t intense??....Huh??....Wasn’t that s**t intense??”…..I laughed softly ‘cause even in our sexual embraces, she will sometimes asked the same question twice separated by the word “huh”…..I reached out with one of my hands….Caress her face….Use my fingers to trace her features….Linger on the full lips……”For you it was….Didn’t do anything for me”….I’m messing with her and she snaps at the bait…..She turns on her back….Waves her hands in the air….”Who cares about you??....As long as I got off…..Your feelings and needs don’t matter”……I start to laugh and she laughs with me….It is that contagious……The laughter dies down….It gets quiet for a moment…..I hear her voice….Soft and laced with emotion….”Do you have any idea of how much I love you??.....Huh??.....Do you have any idea of how much I love you?? “…..I take one of her hands in mine…..Place it to my lips…..Nod….”The feeling is mutual Ms.Harrison…..The feeling is mutual”…...For another long moment, nothing is said….I looked into eyes of clear hazel…..”Ready for round two??”…...She nods….Laughs and flows into my arms….Amorous kissing sounds waft through the air…..I take all that wondrous female flesh in my arms….Loving the feeling…..Loving her perfume…Loving her kisses….Whisper her name….”Day…..Day-Day”……She whispers one word in my ear……”Doggy”……She slides from underneath me…..I move back a few paces as she turns around….Grabs one of her big pillows to support her head and torso….Seeing her from the rear hardens me…Then again seeing her from any angle hardens me….Her behind is voluptuously round….Like the rest of her…..Next to her face ,it is her most delightful physical feature….I see that vagina glistening with her juices….Candlelight enhances her complexion…..I am aroused beyond words…..I move in….Start placing kisses all over her ass…..Am I an ass-kisser??.....Uh huh….But only in Day’s case….I take in her natural scent as I continue kissing it….Day laughs softly……I stop…..Moved back ,placed my hands on that bottom and eased myself into her…..I hear a gasp…..Then a moan….All the way in….Up to my testicles….I placed my hands on her waist……It’s On…..I thrust inside her lovingly…..The thrusting is passionate…..Gentle at the same time….That pounding you see in porn videos doesn’t work in real life….Sex should be mellow when you get older….Not like you’re trying to knock your partner off the bed and through the floor (lol)……Just like I know what does it for Day…..She knows what does it for me….As I thrust forward, she rocks back….It’s a love dance and we are in sync….I love to feel that succulent ass against my groin…..Hitting it from behind sends my hormones into overdrive…..Holding by her waist….Pulling her towards me with each thrust…..Feeling its warmth bouncing against me…..It’s my turn to moan…She grips me tighter from this position……I open my eyes to look down at her…..Her head is turn sideways….Hands gripping that pillow….There is a smile on her face ,her eyes are closed…..She whispering something that I can’t make out….Lost in her own world….Doesn’t matter ‘cause I am lost in mine….It goes on for a sweetly long time…..That sheen of sweat starts to appear once more on our bodies……Physical exertion was never so good…..Never so wonderful…..Primitive sounds that only rutting animals make come from our mouths….The bed moves in time with our movements….It’s not violent or really that noisy…..Only the creaking of the wooden parts gives us away…..Suddenly I hear that mischievous giggle….Feel her vaginal muscles clamp down on me again and again…..She is doing this on purpose ‘cause wants to……She has excellent control of that part of her body…..Trust me on that one….She starts to bounce back against me harder…..With more force….I hear that evil whisper……”You ready to cum, Pretty Boy?.”…..One particularly wicked clamping down sends over the edge….I can bear it no longer....A sunburst of pleasure radiates from my genitals….Throughout my body…..I hear another whisper…..”Call out my name, baby!!...Call out my name!!”….I do just that as I gripped her waist…..Pour into her….Constellation of stars sparkling in my head….It’s so good it’s like an out of body experience….I fall onto her….She laughs in the candlelight….”Be careful what you wish for”…..It’s such an off the wall thing to say after that over-the-top- lovemaking, I have to laugh with her….I roll off her, onto the side……She comes into my arms….Sweaty bodies starting to cool down…..Heart rates normalizing…..I look into her hazel eyes…..Face still a bit flush from our sexing…..I whisper to her……”Beautiful….You are so beautiful, Day….After all these years, you are still beautiful…..I still want you…..Ever since that day we first met in that office…..” My hand reached up to caress her face…..I don’t tell her about my ‘dreams’ of Yvette….She wouldn’t understand and truth be told……I don’t expect her to…Right now at this moment, I don’t want to hurt her…..We have done things in the past that have hurt each other…..A lot of it unintentional……Some of it involved other women besides Yvette….I regret that now…I really do….I once promised her that they will be no other women……I have kept that vow and fully intend to keep it…I can’t change what down in the past…..But I can control what I do from here on out…..She takes that caressing hand in one of her own …….Places it on her cheek…..Soft voice…..”Will you always love me ,Pretty Boy??....Huh??.....Will you always love me??”….I kept looking into those pretty eyes…..Whisper back….”For as long as you want me, Day…For as long as you want me”……She says nothing….Only a smile that warms my heart.....That smile tells me everything I need to know

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“Most Americans don’t know anything about terrorism…..Only what they know …..Been shown by the media…..Let me tell you the real reasons why terrorism is blossoming overseas….What you have to realize is that African and Middle Eastern politics are very, very corrupt….Most of the money and food is siphoned off by corrupt officials….Very little of it goes to the people….They line their pockets and may toss a few crumbs to them….Outside of that…Nothing.”….I sit in a barber chair getting my hair cut, listening to Hersham….He is a great barber that does a wonderful job on my naps….His shop in near where I work during the day…He is from Egypt….Smart and funny is he….He’s tall, good looking….Not as good looking as me……But then again, not too many men are…What??....I haven’t self- promoted myself in months….So you kinda saw that one coming (lol)….He has an easy going personality and loves to slam the rich and famous….Smart mouth politicians….Like most barbers, he is a keen observer on what is going on in the world…I’ve always said that barbers and bartenders are the real pulse of society ‘cause they deal with people on a daily basis…Whenever we sit in a barber’s chair, we become very relaxed…..Our tongues loosen….I’m pretty sure that women who go to their stylists do the same thing…They feel comfortable in talking….When some of us go to our favorite bars or taverns, it’s the same scenario..…Barbers and bartenders hear it all….Seen it all….When you deal with people, you have no choice…..This day Hersham is taking me to school and I am apt pupil ‘cause he always makes it interesting….He goes on…..”Most people that are indoctrinated into terrorism have very little in life….What you have to understand is that poverty rules in Africa……..The Middle East……Take Nigeria for example….That country is swimming in oil…Most of their revenue comes from it….Yet some parts of that country is undergoing Jahannam…Most of the money is not going to where it should and that’s to the people….I went there once to visit some friends….I saw a lot of wealth…But poverty was crushing…On the road, you see vendors lining up….Selling their wares…One woman was selling fresh monkey meat to survive…..She had the torso of the poor animal on this big plate…Arms and legs were sold separately….That was probably her only source of income for that day….Allah only knows what she did the following day…In some other parts of Africa, they will sell their own children “…….I gave him a look of disbelief……”When I say sell, they will borrow money from the well to do…Since they can’t pay it back, the child is given away until the debt is paid….The child becomes a virtual slave until that debt is paid from their labors…Once that debt is paid, the child is given back……Some people may eat today…But not again for three days……You think you have a problem with the homeless and hungry here??….Nowhere near as bad as it is there…..A lot of these terrorists are young men who have nothing…..No family…No woman….No job prospects…..Nothing……You step up to someone like that and offer them the world….What do you think they are going to do??.....Plus a lot of them are loners…..Looking to belong somewhere…….So they jump at the chance…A lot of it is stupidity along with youth….Think about that for a moment…..Most of them are young men in their teens and twenties……It’s very hard to get someone in their thirties and up to fall for such bulls**t…….It’s like the military….You have to mold them.…Recruits fresh out of high school…..In their twenties are the best candidates….Trying to turn a man near thirty into a jihadist is very hard because he’s been around longer…He’s more careful to think things out than someone younger….This doesn’t mean that you don’t have men in their thirties willing to blow themselves up to further a cause….You will always find stupid f**ks no matter where you go….Also The United States has a bad habit of interfering with other countries”……I had to agree with him….I remember my father….Johnny….Telling me the same thing when I was a boy……A teen…We had learned zero from Korea…..Vietnam…The second invasion of Iraq….Not a damn thing….I once worked with a wonderful man named George Hsung Lai Kao…..He was a teacher for the Chinese Communist Party back in the day….How he ended up doing library work in New Jersey was anyone’s guess…..I said he was wonderful ‘cause we had to work two late nights on the day gig back then….After a certain hour, things died down and we could talk….He was such a great conversationalist and I love talking to people who can speak the King’s English….He was a world traveler…..When you worked for Chairman Mao, all expenses were paid….He told me that the American Way of life was okay if you were an American….Sorry, Superman….But that system of government wasn’t always practical elsewhere…There are many forms of governing a nation…From democracy to caliphate to parliaments to outright dictatorships….Democracy was ideal only if the people under it were willing to embrace it….Forcing it down someone’s throat will always cause problems….Truth, Justice and the American way wasn’t going to work…..Sorry again, Superman.....We shouldn’t impose our way of life on other nations….That is one lesson we have not learned….George went on to tell me that when the President starts s**t, the American people feel obligated to carry it out….Finish it….Even if took decades to do so…..This new thing in Afghanistan proves that…..We’ve been in that flea trap for over fifteen years all because another pinhead led us into it….We are the most powerful and most gifted nation on the planet…..Yet, we elect the most stupid asses into office….The Donald and his Bunch proves that….Hersham told me a lot of the problems in the Middle East and elsewhere is caused by American intervention and those interventions are often resented overseas……He goes on to tell me something that I already know…..Already suspected….That most of the world sees Trump as being a joke and a liability…..The fact that his own party does not reign him in does not bode well for the GOP….My barber said that most of the problems in that part of the world…..Africa even….Could be lessened if America just went home….Just pack up and leave….It will get bloody….or bloodier, depending on your point of view…..But that would die down after a while…..Hersham predicts that those forces over there will turn on each other……Slaughter each other until there is only one left standing….What else can they do if ‘Satan America’ is no longer the fall guy for their anger and hate??....He went on to tell me that all this killing and bloodshed in Islam’s name would appall Muhammad….He would be livid because the religion He created was never meant to kill innocent people…..He told me something else that was very interesting….They are maybe fifty thousand Al-Qaeda/ISIS members are abroad in the Middle East and Africa…..You could fit them in a football stadium and still have room to spare…..If the nations of the Middle East and Africa combined their military might….It would easily top half a million men…..They would seek all of them out and within a month their numbers would be so low that they would no longer constitute a threat…..What is basically a Middle Eastern problem would be no problem anymore…..African problems are a bit more bigger and more complex….He said that when someone thinks of Africa in America……They see it as being one place….It’s not…It the second biggest continent that is compose of many nations and many cultures…..Many people and many languages….It is not monolithic…..Most of the nations are corrupt…..Their governments think of themselves first…The people last…Yeah, I can see that ‘cause it’s the same philosophy here…..But they can’t pull that too much here ‘cause the people and the media are too vocal for that kind of foolishness for long…..The cut is about to end….Hersham switches gears and tells me that the Dallas Cowboys could go all the way this year….When he tossed that gauntlet down, you knew it was on….I’m a New England Patriots fan…..Strange ,I seem to hear jeers, insults, and taunts in the air….Most strange(lol)….My son is a New York Giants nut….He loves it when New York smacks Dallas around and uses the Patriots like doormats…..That team is one of the few that had handed some mind blowing defeats to both teams…..We are still smarting from those two Super Bowl losses….Are itching for a third confrontation ‘cause we know that that third time is the charm…..My baby says that if they lost twice ,what makes you think that the third outing would be any better??……Smart mouth punk (lol)….I get up out of the chair…..I will come back in two weeks to get a trim….I look forward to it….It is the only place when you can get groomed and educated at the same time….Yeah….Hersham is one cool brother

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[*] posted on 9.18.2017 at 06:34 PM


Wonderful……How Wonderful are the Works of God…..Sometimes I will put that in a blog…It’s a pretty cool line that kinda’ breaks down the wonders of the natural world….I always loved the wonders of this planet….It fascinated me when I was a boy….A teen….Definitely an adult….I think that my adult appreciation is probably greater then when I was a boy….The fact that I know the scientific facts behind them does not lessen their beauty…..The Sun and the stars literally top the list….This may annoy some of you reading this…..But the Sun is the “real” God…..We can see it……Feel it….Marvel in it if we only take the time…..Every culture since recorded history have turned their eyes upwards….We got a pretty good idea of how the Sun functions…..That still does not take away from its power and beauty…..It nurtures us in ways too many to write down…..If it were to go out tomorrow, we as a species would be history in less than a year……I love to watch sunsets more than I do sunrises…Both are pretty…..But watching the Sun set is more spectacular…..The burst of reds, golds ,oranges and yellows against a blue backdrop….If those colors bounce against any white clouds……Yeah!!.....Eye Candy….If we put down the cells to look up….The stars are also major cool…..To fully appreciate them, you have to leave the city and go out into the country……Away from the lights of the city….You may see a dozen stars in the city if you are lucky…..Out there……Tens of thousands…..I went away to a Boy Scout camp on two separate occasions….The first night I was there, I sat on this small hill that had a three –sixty of the sky……I sat there and just marveled at all those stars….Like someone threw a bucket of diamonds against black velvet….I didn’t even bother to count them…….There were too many…..What was the point??.....Sometimes being intellectual is okay…..But admiring something beautiful just for its beauty is the true meaning of appreciation….Watching them is gives you an idea of how small we really are…..If the Sun is power personified….Then the stars are the true giants ‘cause they make you feel insect small…..We may rule the planet…..But we are like insignificant bacteria when compared to the vastness and beauty of those stars……Closer to home…..The Oceans…..Their beauty can be seen from space and are probably the Earth’s most dominant feature…..Aliens from space seeing them must also be impress….Seeing them on the surface…..Wow….Being on a ship on a never ending sun-dappled ocean….Plus, those oceans are often teeming with life…..On the surface….Nothing……But go underneath……Vast life in a watery setting..…What about the beauty of a huge rainbow arching across the sky??....The colors….That always produces a child-like wonder…...Another mind blowing thing is the weather…..We all love summer days…..But there is beauty in a thunderstorm…..The flashes of lightning……Sound of thunder….When such a storm would hit, we turned off all power in the apartment until the storm passed….I recall that vividly as a boy…The awesomeness and power…..The buildings would actually shake from the sound…..Skies lighting up……It was easy to see how such a thing would scare our distant ancestors silly….Don’t feel so superior…..Being out in such a storm still scares the sane among us….We still run for cover……So much for advanced civilization….The other is a snowstorm….That is the only pretty thing about Winter…..Once a huge snowstorm hit just as I was getting off work late one night…..It shut down the transit system and I was forced to walk three miles in the storm….The blizzard covered everything in white….I remembered hearing the whisper of the snow falling….Three blocks before my house was the main drag…..This one street that seemed to go on for miles……I stood in the middle of that street watching the storm swirl around me……So surreal and so serene…..For a few minutes I found a strange kind of peace just standing there all alone in the midst of this storm…..By myself…..Loving the wonder that was all around me….I was an adult….Yet I didn’t lose that childlike sense of appreciating a nature show…..You know what is also a natural wonder??…..The Auroras…..Lightshows that light up the skies in certain hemispheres…..I have never seen them in person….Like most of us ,I have seen photos or films of them….Those that have seen them up close must have had their minds blown by their beauty….We know exactly how they form…All of that goes out the window whenever we see them…That recent partial eclipse we saw in New York City…I took off from work to personally see that….No way I was gonna’ stay in a stuffy library with those stuffy morons….It didn’t last long….But viewing it when it happen through those glasses…..Humbling and marvelous at the same time…The animal life on Earth is also amazing…..The diversity….How could one place give rise to so many life forms in the Sky??.....The Land??.....The Oceans??....Yeah, yeah….We’ve heard all of it from the science point of view…..How it came about….But we don’t think of science when we come across such life….All you have to do is go to a zoo to see what I am talking about… I never saw God’s greatest work as being his greatest work…We put ourselves on a pedestal when we think about God…I don’t see human beings as being all that…..Half of us are self-centered assh*oles……That are many people that do good things……They are outweighed by those very same assh*oles I just mentioned…….The three pound thing of glob in our heads can make us very intelligent….For the most part…Also very stupid….The most wonderful image to see is the Earth from space…..Just looking at it is kick ass…The vast blueness of the oceans….The swirling white clouds….The green vegetation….The Poles and the Deserts……Astronauts on the space stations have often said that no matter how many times they see it…..It still amazes them….This is Home….Home….We have done so much damage to it and it still nurtures us…..I remember talking to this elderly gentleman once…..We sat in a park just pleasantly talking…..I love conducting a stimulating conversation….Stupid people need not apply…..He was telling me about his life…..That alone was fascinating…Then he switched gears and said that the planet was going to exact a terrible revenge for the neglect and disrespect we were showing it….Had shown it.….That he too as a boy loved and appreciated the works of God……I saw the admiration in his eyes when I told him that the Earth was more than a planet….It was a living organism…..Everything on it depended on it……That talk about Mother Earth was more than just talk….We treat the world so shabbily….Take it for granted…This old man told me that too many people walked the Earth and more was coming…..Too many…The only way to get rid of such an infestation was to take it out with another infestation…..I love to read science mags…..I recall one scientist said that one of these fine days, we were going to unearth a bacterium….A virus….That was going to make Ebola and The Black Death seem like minor head colds…..It would come out of the forests….The deserts….The jungles…..Even The Poles…..A new and deadly disease that would affect only humans…..Your dog, cat, or pet canary would watch you die and wonder who’s going to take care of them when you are gone….That old man that day told me then when that happen, it would be Earth’s revenge on its biggest mistake….Us…..I nodded…….What else could I do or say behind that??.....But until that day comes…..I’m going to say what I usually say when I see a natural thing of beauty…..

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“Let me tell you about some of the other countries in The Middle East and Africa….You would not believe some of the foolishness that goes on there”…..Yeah, It is time for that bi-weekly trim that keeps my hair from taking over my face…..I sit in that barber chair listening to my favorite barber enlighten me on the politics of that part of the world….As always Hersham dishes the dirt and at the same time educates me….Makes me laugh at how crazy some of us are….As he talks he has his t.v. tuned into a cable show that deals only in international news…..Sometimes on the weekend when I am broke and bored I’ll check out the BBC news programs…Checking out what is happening outside of the United States is always good….Some of those cable news deal with action only in The Caribbean and South America….What is surprising is that that old saying of us being more similar than different is so true…..Stupidity and greed runs the gamut throughout humanity……I love listening to Hersham when he is taming my hair…..I once blogged that I have the most nappiest hair this side of a Brillo pad…….Some of you reading this will say….Yeah, he really hates his blackness to say something like that…Nonsense…….I love my skin tone and my facial features….It’s my hair that I find annoying…..All of my life it has given me grief…….No matter what manner of punishment that I heaped upon it…From bad cuts to nasty chemicals….As soon as it got wet it napped up big time…My sisters and mom possess beautiful hair texture….Me?.....I had my son laughing when I told him all I had to do was let my hair grow and I would never have to buy soap pads again…..All I had to do was rubbed a soiled skillet or pot or pan against my head and Presto!!.....Cleaned kitchenware……Okay, so maybe I am exaggerating….But you get the picture….You know it’s bad when you wish for the day that you go bald so you wouldn’t have to deal with it anymore…..I never did go bald….But I made peace with my hair…The back and the sides are now buzzed cut very short…..The top is made curly with that sponge brush….Whites, Asians, and some Latinos could never use that brush ‘cause of their hair ‘texture’…..Poor babies!! (lol)….Hersham cuts my hair so expertly that it blends in with the top curls….To my surprise I have gotten several compliments on the way it is cut and how it brings out my face…It easily takes ten years off my face and you know with my ego, I am loving that (lol)…..But this isn’t about hair…..It’s about politics and few people educate me better than my friend from Egypt…..”The biggest problem is greed, brother…..Greed…..You remember that disaster that struck Haiti some years back??….A billion dollars was donated for the people to get help…..Only they didn’t get it…..A billion dollars went missing….How do you misplace a billion dollars??....Your cars keys…….Wallet…..Even a cell phone….But a billion dollars??...No one was watching the till….Those very same people are still living under plastic tents……..Where did all that money go??.....Overseas it is even worse….Some of those dictators are incredible…There was this ruler whose people got tired of his capricious ways and ousted him…..He took a truckload of money with him….But when they came to take over his mansion, they found this room with a big safe mounted onto a thick concrete wall…….It was taller than me “…..(Hersham is six feet tall)…”It was five feet wide and came out five feet from the wall…..When they finally got it opened, they were amazed at what they found……..Money wrapped up into plastic bricks about six inches thick….Had to be one hundred thousand U.S. dollars in one brick alone…….And that safe contained easily a thousand bricks…..They broke into some other rooms and found bureau drawers stuffed with cash….The people were catching it real bad in the streets and this fool was hoarding money……Another guy had all of these luxury cars lined up in a big garage…..Lamborghinis…..Porches…..Ferraris…..Bentleys…..One or two Rolls Royce….His people were using buses ,camels and feet to get around…..Let me tell you something…..The people don’t mind you stealing….They come to expect that……But they get angry when you are stealing and not providing them with the basics…Not taking care of their needs and their wants….”…..My father use to always tell me the same thing in a joking way….He would say…..”It’s cool if you steal from the very government you’re in charge of…..But you must make sure that the people are taken care of……That is the most important thing…..If you make a sincere effort to really help them out in every way…They will see that and turn a blind eye to your thievery provide you aren’t blatant about it…..F**k with the people and your ass won’t be around long”…….Hersham goes on…..”What I never got was how much money can you steal??....How much can you hoard??....It’s like a disease with some of them…..They tell themselves that one billion isn’t enough….I have to have two….Three…..Four……The average person in the street could never go through a billion dollars in their lifetime…..Some of those nations, the people get by on less than two dollars a day…….Can you believe that??....”……..He continues…..”Do you know how many of them have accounts in Swiss Banks??.....Secret accounts…..What happens when they die and there is no one to claim the money??…..It may sit there for decades gathering interest.......Literally gathering dust because no one knows of the accounts…..Sometimes they hoard the money to their own detriment……If you have that much money tied up in a bank….It is not circulating….It’s not creating more wealth for the country….For its people….It’s not doing the good it’s supposed to because you’re too busy looking at it like it was some rare jewel….”……I’m getting a good trim and a lesson in overseas politics at the same time……”There was this guy in The Middle East that few people heard about….He was in charge of some village in the middle of nowhere....They were poor, but not poverty stricken…They had the basics….No one starved or anything like that…..But electricity was used very sparingly because of their location…They sometimes used old fashioned lamps that burned oil….One day a businessman came to talk to him about a matter…So the leader welcomes him into his office which was a bit dark….Before the meeting started the leader asked the guy what did he want to see him about??.....If it wasn’t about helping the people there, he had no time to talk to him…….The businessman was puzzled….What difference did it make??....The leader told him that supplies of oil was limited….If the matter concerned the betterment of the people there, he would meet with him……But that would mean that he would have to use some of the oil to light the office so they could talk…..If the manner meant lining the businessman’s pockets, he wasn’t about to waste oil on such a waste of time….The businessman could not believe what he just heard…..He was used to dealing with men that took care of themselves instead of the people who made them leaders….He walked away without ever having that meeting….Do you believe that??......Here was a guy that was probably just as poor as his people….He could have enriched himself, yet he thought of them first…..How many other men in that position wouldn’t have hesitated to do the exact opposite??”…Hersham shook his head in disbelief and at the same time….Respect…..”Some of the things that happen overseas are the fault of the people…..Take that guy in Venezuela….Maduro….He took over when Chavez pass away…..He didn’t have Chavez’s charisma or sheer audacity…..Chavez was rough, but the people loved him…..He truly loved them in return….I remember him telling the United States to kiss his ass…..Not in those exact words, but the sentiment was there….Once Chavez died, Maduro tried to fill his shoes and couldn’t do it….He still can’t do it and he needs to step down….But like a lot of dictators he doesn’t want to…..The people should have ousted him a long time ago….They tolerated him until the price of oil dropped drastically…..That’s the problem when your country is a one commodity type country…..The Nigerians and the Saudis are going through the same thing….Their oil isn’t as valuable as it was when it hit one hundred and fifteen dollars a barrel…..The people under Maduro are just now getting it together….The only real problem is that the military follows his orders….For now…..If the military ever sides with the people….And there are some signs that they may do so in the future…..Maduro is headed on the first plane out of the capital or hanging from a rope…..This other fool….The one with the bad haircut….Whoever his barber is, the guy should be fired…The leader of North Korea….Kim Jong something or other….Yeah ,he has The Bomb….But what good is it??……Have you ever seen that country in a satellite photo at night??....More than the half the country is in the dark….That makes no sense because if you can manufacture a nuclear weapon, then you can use the same technology to make nuclear power plants that can supply power for the people…….More than two thirds of them are going hungry while this fool makes more weapons…..Why they haven’t gotten tired of all this, I don’t understand…You know what is real scary, brother??......There are probably some members of his military that are itching to oust him and take over for themselves…..They are just waiting for that opportunity when he really crosses that line…..That country is ready for a revolution” The cut is finished and as always I loved what he does….I want to stay and listen to him some more……But two other guys walked in just as he was finishing up….Business has to come before pleasure…..He and I both know this….It’s okay…..I’ll be back for that bi-weekly trim and another lesson in overseas politics…..I really think that he loves talking as much as I love listening (lol)….

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Football…..Football…..Football….Okay, I ‘m gonna give my take on of all this and be warned….Some of what I am going to blog is going to piss off some of you….Sorry ,but that can’t be helped….First of all, all this kneeing while the national anthem is being played is kinda’ pointless…To be honest, if you are going to protest anything…..Protest the” playing” of the anthem…..I’ve always said The Star Spangled Banner sucks as a national anthem…..America the Beautiful is far more pretty……Far more lyrical and far more easy to sing….I’m not saying that you can’t protest….That is your right as an American citizen….But you protest on your time…When you are not at work….Doing it while you are playing football is wrong ‘cause you ‘are’ work….Plus you are protesting on a national forum ‘cause those cameras are beaming out to millions of people who may not share your point of view….May not want to see that while they are being entertained…..People try to avoid that kind of politics while they are watching sports or even a movie….When Colin Kaepernick did his thing ,I told anyone that would listen that his ass was grass….Not astro turf….Grass….And the media was the lawn mower….He did that while they were honoring the military……Not the police….You don’t disrespect the troops, no matter what….They took the hit when it was directed against law enforcement….It’s like me slapping your mother for something your brother did….It made no sense…..Then when he went on a that rant that cops were using blacks as target practice…..That made no sense either…..I’m not defending bad cops….No way…But I find it difficult to believe that most cops suit up in the morning with the mindset of shooting and killing someone black by the end of the day…..I’m sure that some ‘white boys’ got their fair share of lead last year by good and bad cops….Then he grew that enormous afro and start playing the race card….That’s getting a bit stale now….Besides he is ‘bi-racial’….What-ever the f**k that means….’Cause at the end of the day we are all human and we all bleed red….How can you deny half of what you are??.....Even if that half is ‘white’…..Dunno…..Kaepernick had to have known what the fallout was going to be….Especially at an event dedicated to the vets and those serving….Then he really got foolish when comparisons were made to him and Muhammed Ali…..And he chose to go along with it…..Saying nothing to deny it…..There is no way that Kaepernick’s bell will ever ring that loud….No way…..Ali’s case was way different under a way different set of circumstances…..Ali ‘s case became heroic…Legendary….His case is the subject of a whole book…..Kaepernick’s is worthy only of a footnote….Things got really hot when he returned to this year’s season without a starting job…..The handwriting was on the wall when the Forty-Niners cut him loose and he was left floundering….Now the pity party began when other players jumped on the bandwagon and decided to flay the other teams for not picking him up…..News flash….His numbers were beginning to decline before any of this started…….They razzed against the NFL for not getting in this man’s corner……Have they forgotten that it’s a business?...No team owner or head coach wants the heat that will come behind hiring this man…..Then he comes out this year…..All humble pie and states that he is going to cool down his road show…..Nothing like facing the poorhouse to make you change your mind…..Another difference between him and Ali….The Greatest didn’t care about the money or the status…..He stood firm in front of a nuclear furnace and survived….A lot of those taking kneels are making big ass money….Yet you kneel before the national anthem of the very country that has given you those riches?.....Granted you worked hard for them…..But the opportunity to get that high you never would have gotten any place else on the planet…..If that anthem and the country behind it offends you……The airports, piers, and borders are wide open for you to leave….But ya’ see….You won’t do that because the money and status here is too great to completely give up….Trump says that those players should be fired or reprimanded….I don’t agree….Since they don’t speak for the majority of the NFL or the nation….They should be allowed that platform and then blatantly ignore them…..Turned the cameras away from them….That’s all you have to do….The other thing is football and head trauma…….Aaron Hernandez’s woman wants to sue them for I think……Twenty million dollars for his daughter….Good luck in collecting that one, baby…..Because you’re going to need it…..The claim is that the NFL knew that football was dangerous to the brain, but choose to downplay it….Really?......Well before you can cast that first stone, you have to look in your own house first…..As far back as I can remember, young players were taught to tackle and tackle hard….Try to knock someone’s head off if you could…..Smash in a ribcage….Old school players like Jack Lambert, Joe Greene and Dick Butkus were scary mofos’ on the field…..Their goals were to hit…hurt…and if need be cripple the opponent….Lawrence Taylor was built in the same mold…..You only have to see old films of them to see the rage inside….The only thing missing was the foaming of the mouth…They did an interview once with Junior Seau….The poster boy for brain damaged football players….This was back a few years before all of this hit the fan….Seau stated that he knew he had hit someone hard when they grunted and gasped for breath…..Seau was known for high intensity football…..Code words for trying to separate a man’s spine from his skull…They would never admit it in the open….But they were out to seriously hurt someone if they could….Tens of thousands of people go to football games in huge stadiums to see the games….But inwardly to see the hits those guys would take….To see someone taken off in a stretcher….If it was a rival team……So much the better…..It’s very similar to the fans who show up at NASCAR races….They love the sights and the sounds…But inside they are hoping to see a flaming car crash….We have not changed that much like the games in ancient Rome….MMA proves that time and time again…..We don’t mind seeing blood and guts…So long as it’s not our own……Players are the first to tell you that many times they played through pain…..If they get hurt in one game, they have to be there for next week …..Otherwise someone else will take their place…Coaches place a lot on hitting power...They will talk sweet in front of those cameras…..Check them out in training camp….Hit and hit hard……Kids since Pee Wee League are taught to hit hard…Now evidence is coming out that all those games cause serious damage to the brain…..Never mind the body…..Come on!.....You knew that since the fifties that football was dangerous to play…..You knew….But you rolled the dice and played anyway……My daddy was a three letter kid in high school….Football and boxing were his greatest loves….He once told me the only way to play football was to knock someone’s ass through a brick wall….’Cause you best believe the other guy was out to do the same to you……Okkkaaayyy!...The problem that I have is that a lot of these players crying their past playing blues knew full well the kind of sport they were in…..The dangers involved…..It’s like smoking…..You know it’s a dangerous (and stupid) thing to do…..But you did it anyway and now you want to sue the tobacco companies for your own stupidity?.......Say what?....But I can see it from the other side of the mirror….You offer a man in his twenties the chance to make millions of dollars….To have fame…..Do you honestly think he’s going to care what his mind and body will be like thirty years down the road?....Sports Illustrated did this insightful article ….They posed a question to a bunch of up and coming sports hopefuls…..Would you risk serious and permanent damage to your body if meant ten years of sports glory?.....The majority of them answered yes….But they were in that twenties category…..You can’t tell me that a lot of these players didn’t know the risks…..You can’t tell me….Football has its own underground….Its own grapevine……There had to be whisperings among themselves of what was going on with so many ex-players….The problems with their minds….They didn’t need medical experts to tell them what was going on…..What was wrong…..They knew……Anytime you have force slamming against force….Some damage is going to occur…..Now everybody’s relative is going to jump on that bandwagon to sue the NFL for big bucks…..Some of them have a case…Others don’t….The only real winners are the lawyers who are going to clean up when the smoke has cleared…..If your son has to choose between being a cook and football player…..Tell him to be a cook…..His career will be longer lasting and the only thing he has to worry about scrambling are eggs……And not his brains

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You have time for a story?.....Good….’Cause I’ve got one to tell you…I have to move and I positively hate moving…..I’ve been looking for a place for well over a year now and I found it wanting…..Lemme explain……I live in a f**ked up house with a f**ked up landlord….I like the guy….He’s a nice person but a really horrible landlord….When I first moved there, the place was reasonably kept up okay…..But the last several years have not been good ones….The place started going downhill slowly about five years back…..The landlord was making good money working for the past mayoral administration…..But when the current one swept into power, he was left out in the cold….That’s when things started going south….First the boiler went out and we had to use space heaters to heat up our bedrooms….That was fine until you left those bedrooms and went to the rest of the apartment…..You froze your ass off……You know it is cold when you can see your breath…The biggest joke was coming out of the warm bathroom after a shower and steam is coming off your body…..One time it got so cold during a cold snap that the fridge stopped working…..I’m not kidding you here….It just stopped working until that cold snap went away…..My landlord had been promising to fix the boiler for the longest….I sat down with him about that one night……Threw my hands up in the air when I told him that fixing it was cost him at least five grand for a new one….I knew I was in trouble when he told me that he knew someone that would do it for far less…..I had my son laughing when I told him that I had images of Moe, Larry, and Curly showing up to do the job…..The plumbing is a little better….But I’ve got two sinks whose hot water faucets that leak……We have to turn it on and off from the control pipes underneath….The stove died about two years back….We’re still waiting for a someone to show up…..Then last December he suffered a stroke….He was very ,very lucky that we were home at the time……Otherwise he wouldn’t have made it…..I give little hope in him doing any kind of major repair work……”Cause my thing is this…..If you made no attempt while you were healthy, I don’t expect anything while you are very sick…..Looking for a new place is an adventure…..I live on the outer edges of the ‘hood…..You walk five minutes either way and you are deep in the hood…..I dislike the area ‘cause black folk here are colossal pains in the asses when it comes to crime and hanging out….On the corner is what I call ‘nicca magnets’….That’s a harsh thing to say about your own….But it is what it is….A chicken shack and a liquor store….Back to back….Brothers will spend the summer hanging out in front of them…..Noisy……Gambling against a brick wall…..Drinking……I’ve told my son try to avoid going anywhere near that kind of action…How many times have someone innocent got f**ked up because of the guilty?......I despise it when they do that ‘cause it’s a reflection on all of us and a horrible stereotype….Now moving is a trip and I don’t mean that as a pun……The mine fields I’ve had to endure is off the wall….The standard is first month’s rent….A month and a half security….Cool…..But it really hits the fan when you are faced with a bunch of other fees…..Broker’s fees top the list and I hate them…..To me they are rip-offs……With broker’s fee you have to pay another month’s rent on top of the first month…..Month and a half security…..That money you don’t get back….You’re pretty much guaranteed the apartment….But it galls that you have to pay another month’s for a computer work of five minutes……Then you have those places that won’t take pets…Pets cause problems they say……Strange ,but I thought pet owners were the problem……Pets will do only what you allow them to….If they do allow pets….You got to pay a pet fee……Which can be anywhere from fifty to two hundred dollars…..Two places I saw, and I am not making this up…..Charged an extra fifty dollars a month per pet along with the monthly rent….Say you got two pets and many of us out here do….That’s an extra one hundred dollars on top of the regular rent…Some of the apartments I’ve seen…..Over the top ridiculous….One was advertised as two bedrooms….But small as hell;….Munchkin size….One basement apartment was really nice……But had no bars on the window….You what that meant when it comes to an easy home robbery…..I’ve seen apartments that were nice and reasonable rent…..But they were right smack dab in the ‘hood….The very place my black ass wants to get out of…..The ones in the hood are many…But I refuse to move into a high crime area and the ‘hood is just that….Something else I noticed and this is telling…..So many vacancies in the ‘hood is saying that a lot of other brothers and sisters feel the same way as me and have left for better parts of the city……Some of the ones I’ve seen online, the rents have dropped the past few weeks…..They’re having difficulties trying to find renters and to reel them in, they have to lower those rents…..Others only allow Section Eight and that also fires up the nerves…..That program pays for two thirds of the rent and that s**t burns…..Say you are paying twelve hundred a month for a three bed……Now before I go any further, I am not sure what the going rents are in your neck of the woods…So I am going by what the rent rate is in my neck……Section eight will pay eight hundred dollars of that rent….Leaving the renter to pay four hundred….While those not on the program have to pay the full amount….So you can see how many people are totally against this kind of handout…You can’t afford that rent?....Get a second job if need be….We had online applications for Section Eight at the job back in May and although it was only for a week…..We were swamped…..Never mind that the waiting list was years…..Also most of those applying was Us…..Another offensive stereotype…..Listen to me….They had better thank whatever god they pray to that I am not in charge of any of that…..’Cause if I was……Half of them would out in the street looking for that second gig…..’Cause half of them don’t really need it and are really playing the system against those that do……Then you have those that will rent only the space…..Every utility you have to pay for……Heat and hot water should be a standard in the rent….Anything else is on the renter and that is understandable…..The best part of the city is downtown…..But the rents there are outrageous….What is funny is that I was raised in that area…..Back then it was mostly blue collar workers and finding a place was easy….All other parts of the city avoided that section because it was a bit low income…..Then gentrification came in and slowly transformed the area…..Businesses running from the high taxes of New York started building office buildings, hotels, malls, and ‘luxury apartments” by the waterfront…..The rest you don’t have to guess…..It pushed long timers to other parts of the city….I am looking badly for a place before the end of October….I don’t wish to be in that icebox another damn winter….I am bitter that I have to pay this man another month’s rent….But I will do what I have to do…Like most of us out here…..I can take satisfaction that it will probably be the last time I pay him…What he will do after that does not concern me…

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It has been a long time since I’ve been here…..Way too long….It is a place of great serenity…Soothing peace…You cannot reach it by foot…No car, train, or plane can take you there….It is a place that you only reach by dreaming…There is nothing wrong with your eyes….You’ve read correctly…You can reach it only by closing your eyes and going to sleep….The sleep has to be a deep, relaxing one…Catnaps need not apply….The dreams are random…No rhyme or reason….They happen like most supernatural things…..On their own time…..You cannot pin them down and place them on your schedule….Ain’t gonna happen….I don’t come here often….Rather, I don’t come here as often as I would like….I would love to come more….Here is one of the few times I am happy…Truly happy….Here, in our realm, my happy moments are spent with my beloved son….The regal and ever classy Marge….The sweet- over –the-top - brickhouse called Dana…….These three give me more happiness and pleasure than you can ever imagine…I don’t have any wealth…But as long as I have these three people in my life….I don’t f**king need it….These three are my wealth and no King Midas treasure trove could ever compare to them….Ever….If anything were to happen to either of them, I would be devastated…..And that is the honest to God truth…..It seems like I am summoned here….Like the occupants here want to see me…At their pleasure….Not mine….Doesn’t matter to me….The only beef I have is that I don’t come here enough…..See above sentences…I sit on a hill that is covered in green grass….Overlooking a scenic valley that is also covered in green grass….It is perpetual summer…..I feel the warmth of the sun above me…..See the blue skies…..White, cottony clouds dotting those skies…..A soft breeze wafts through the area….It gently waves the green grass on the hill….The valley’s horizon is covered in some kind of mist…..It beckons…..Once I was tempted to walk down that hill, walk across that valley and through that mist…..I love to explore….I must have been an explorer in a past life….The little girl host There told me…..If you do that, you will never wake up…..That chilled my ass out fast…I sat on that hill, arms across my knees….Like an oversized little boy….The outfit is always the same….White tank top….Matching summer shorts….White high-top sneakers……No socks.....They are pristine white…..Tide or Gain couldn’t get them any whiter…They seem to shimmer in the golden sun….Sparkle almost…..The strange thing is that they smell laundry fresh….I sat there admiring the view…..So serene….Behind me is a forest, thick with trees…..Another weird thing is that there are no sounds…..If you are anywhere near trees, you hear birds in them……If you have trees near your home, you hear birds singing away….The only sounds here are soft wind chimes…..Yeah, wind chimes that sound far away….But close up at the same time….Between them and the feel of the breeze…..They surround…..Relax…Only a Shaolin Monastery could equal this place….Kwai Chang Caine ,anyone?....I sit and wait for the little girl host that has always been here for me….She is a child…..But imbued with the wisdom of a very wise adult…She has given me only snippets of this reality…This Place….Pieces of a puzzle that I fully have not solve…..Don’t fully understand…..Despite its wonder, I don’t fully understand….I am not sure if it is a way station between here and There….Or just simply a very pleasant dream….Yet, why do I dream of the same place??.....Why is it so real??.....We know when we are dreaming….We do….Yet something about this place is more than just a dream….I know it is….I consider myself to be a highly educated person…’Cause I am…..That’s not conceit…..Just a fact….It is more than a dreamscape…Some of you reading this are probably rolling your eyes…..Saying….Negro Please…..Like I give a flying f**k…..I am sure that a lot of you have had your own off the wall otherworldly experiences happen to you….Some of it so bizarre that you kept it to yourselves for fear of being ridiculed….Some of you may have told others about them….Only those that you love and trust……Tell me I’m wrong…I sit here and wait for the little girl guide that is always here for me…I love and trust her ‘cause she is my daughter…..You’ve read correctly…..Part Two….Lemme explain….A little over ten years ago, Dana and I shared an amazing night of passionate sex…..But then our nights of sex are always mind blowing….Two middle-aged people loving the night away…..What??.....Did you truly believe that sex is only for the younger set??….If you do…..What was it Mr.T usta’ say??….”I pity the fool”.…Normally we used some kind of birth control during those hot bouts….Mostly on my end….I have had several sex partners in my life….Who amongst us has not??.....I used condoms like a religion……The fact that I’ve only had one child during thirty-seven years of sexing women should tell you something…..Before that I didn’t used them ‘cause I didn’t need them if I was having sex with myself…Come off it!!....Don’t give me that look…..I am sure that a lot of you humped pillows….Used hands and fingers to explore a budding adolescent sexuality…..Self Pleasuring was cool then and it’s still cool today…..I hate the word “masturbation”.…Such an ugly word for such wonderful fun….This night we used nothing…We foolishly threw caution to the winds…..Why not??......We figured that we had been careful so several times in the past…..Yeah, you see where this is going…..Don’t you??.....Plus, riding Day bareback was marvelous….I didn’t know about the pregnancy until a year later…By then she had aborted the beautiful girl that haunts my dreams and in a sense….This Place…Day and I have had some rough arguments before….Couples that are close, this happens from time to time…..I’m not telling you anything that those of you out there reading this have not undergone….This one time was the only time I was this close to actually physically assaulting her….My rage was homicidal….I’m giving it to you straight…..What made it worse was the flippant way that she told me….That is her personality sometimes…It’s annoying, but I learned to accept it and brush it off….But this…..I am not wild about abortion….Too much s**t out here to prevent unwanted pregnancies….I recall reading in some medical magazine, that birth control for men is right around the corner….About time…..Time to turn the tables on men and let us start putting chemicals into our bodies…..Give the women a much needed break…..They took the brunt for over half a century…..Time for us men to….Well…..Man up….You wanna f**k??.....Drop that pill in your system and let’s go……That was the first time I ever saw fear in her eyes regarding me….She had crossed several lines in the past without repercussions….This time she knew that she had taken the cake…I told her that all she hadda’ do was carry the baby to term…..Don’t kill it….Once the child slid outta’ her vagina.,I would have taken over……Even if she wanted nothing to do with her baby, that was cool with me…..I was already doing the single parent bit with my son…..One more mouth to feed wouldn’t have broken that camel’s back….It would have been a girl and she would have been a wonderful addition to the family….A boy and a girl?.....You got a set…..No need to have anymore…..Alas, it was not meant to be….I was so furious, I didn’t speak to her for a year……She compounded that by having herself sterilized soon after….One thing about Dana, she never does things half step….Later on, she told me that although she never regretted the sterilization….She regretted the abortion…..She told me that having it was one of the worst mistakes of her life….I told her that it was okay….That I had gotten over it…..That lie was as transparent as a sheet of clear glass….I knew it and so did she….What is really weird and freaky is that the baby she named Sara has aged in this Place….Rather she is now the same age she would be had she been allowed to live in our reality…She looks like Dana spat her out of her mouth rather than her vagina…Plump and robust figure for a kid…..Warm complexion of honey-butterscotch….Cute nose coming down in a smooth straight line…..Soft and curly jet black hair….The eyes clinch it….Eyes of glittering hazel…..The only genetic gifts she had from me are the almond-shaped eyes and slightly reddish tinge of the lips…..Outside of that….All Mommy…I don’t know…..A lot about Here I don’t know…..My heart sinks ‘cause a gut feeling is telling me that Sara will not come this night….I hear a mischievous giggle among those wind chimes and my sinking heart now flies……I get up from that hilltop and start walking to the forest behind me…..The walk is a very short one and in minutes I am in the forest….Walking deeper into it…I know where I must go….I was here at that particular spot only once, but I will never forget the location….I came to a small clearing between the thick trees…..Sun dapples in from above….I stand at one end and wait…..My heart rate rises……Senses of sight ,hearing, smell, and touch are heightened….It’s a sense of arousal…It’s a high…..But not a pharmaceutical one.…Again I hear that sexy giggle…..My breathing starts to increase…..Heart booming in my chest….I kept looking at the other end of that clearing…..At those trees…It seems like an eternity…… Although a few seconds may have actually passed…..The low branches separated as a figure walked through and pass them…..It is a woman….A breathtakingly beautiful woman…..She is full figured….Not fat……Nowhere near…..Just delightfully voluptuous…..Curves everywhere…Skin the color of smooth dark chocolate is highlighted by the white tank-top….White matching shorts…..White high-top sneaks….With…..Say it with me….No socks……The glittering clothes hug the dangerous curves….She strides towards me with a purpose….Dazzling smile coming from a pair of full, wide, plush and juicy lips….I walked towards her…Determined to meet her halfway……Her arms stretched out……As do mine….We do meet halfway as we embrace each other….Heads and noses turn to the sides as our lips meet in a fiery kiss…..Those same lips part and tongues sweetly meet….We break off the kiss as always….Taking those lower lips in our mouths…..Sucking on them for a moment…..Then releasing them…Laughing to beat the band….My arms reached down to embrace the awesome thighs…..I lifted her up into the air…. Felt her hands on my shoulders…..Heard that sweet giggle….Looked into a face of sheer beauty………Her thick hair is black as a raven’s wing…..It cascades down her back in a curly waterfall….But it is the eyes that captivate me…..They have since the first day we met…..Eyes of Grey-Green…..Eyes whose colors change with the light……My smile widens as I whispered her name……..The name of one of the greatest loves of my life…….Yvette

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I can’t help smiling……Can’t help laughing…..It feels so good to do both….I hold her in my arms…..Looking into the softly laughing face….Adoring the grey-green eyes…..Our laughter mixes in with the sound of the wind chimes….It’s good….It’s so damn good….We laugh like little kids enjoying a private joke…..A private game….The laughter goes on for a while…..How long I don’t know….Don’t care…It dies down after a spell and all that is heard are those chimes…..I finally speak…..Softly….”I’ve missed you Godiva….You have no idea of how much I’ve missed you….There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think about you at least once ….Outwardly I am calm as a block of ice…..Inside, my heart is broken…..Shattered….I don’t think it will ever mend…No matter how hard I’ve tried….I don’t think that it will ever mend….Sometimes at night when all is quiet….When the world is asleep…..I think about you…..Sometimes tears form in my eyes…The hurt….The loss….So f**king unfair!!....I was so happy with you…..Why did the Fates have us meet??…Love each other……Only to have you taken away from me….Are They that cruel??.....I find it hard to believe that They could be that cold blooded”…….She says nothing….I can see the hurt in her eyes…’Cause she doesn’t have the answers either…..”Do you know what other thing I did on those nights when I thought about you??”
She shakes her head….Beautiful hair moving with her head movements…..”I broke out a pillow and did…..Well….You know”……Gales of laughter erupts from the full lips….It’s so contagious, I find myself laughing with her….She reaches down and I know what’s gonna’ come next….When she was alive, she loved to trace those laugh lines around my eyes…For some reason, they fascinated her…..Have you found some part of your man’s or woman’s body that captivated you??....I’m not talking about the dicc or p*ssy…..Some other part of their body or face that really caught your interest??.....Yeah, I’m sure that you have…..I looked into her eyes as I feel her fingers tracing those lines….Her touch is so gentle……So loving…..She whispers to me….”I’ve missed doing this most of all….So many things that we did together, I miss…..But I can’t go back….Not now anyway…..I can’t be with you ‘caused I’ve crossed over “……I looked into her eyes and say with all seriousness…..”Maybe you can’t come to me….But I damn sure can come to you”….The eyes show shock….Fear….’Cause she knows what I am implying….”That valley….That mist….Correct me I am wrong….If I go through that……”She interrupts me….The Yvette that I knew comes back in full force…..Full effect….”No!!.....That is something you will ‘not’ do!!....You feel me??....That is something you will not do!!...You’ve some time left!!….Still much to do!!....You will not throw it away!!....” I let her down….Hold her in my arms…..”I don’t see it that way…I don’t….Coming Here to see you brings me joy…You have no idea…..But also coming Here breaks my heart again ‘cause I know I gotta’ eventually leave….It could be months before I see you again…See Sara….Why go through all that, if walking across that valley can solve that heartache??”……She disengages from my arms….Backs up a few steps and It’s On……”Are you kidding me??.......You know what will happen if you did that??...You know……But let me educate you anyway……Didn’t Sara hipped you to what will happen if you do that??....You will never wake up!!....Never!!....They will plant your body six feet under for all time…You say it could be months before you see either of us again??.....Time has no meaning here.”…….I just looked at her ……Tell her….”I don’t care….I don’t care…..My love for you is that strong….Death doesn’t scare me anymore ‘cause I am one of The Blessed……I’ve seen what lies beyond….I don’t fear it…That old saying of Death not being the End……but the Beginning is so true…..The only thing I fear is dying too soon….”……She nods her head….”Fool!!.....That is the point I am trying to make!!....You leaving before your time is frowned upon Here…..Big Time….If you take your own life before that life is supposed to be up…..Not good!!.....Not good!!”……”Well, suppose I have a terminal illness that is gonna’ cause a lot of pain…..I take myself out rather than go through all that torture….Is that forbidden too??”…….”That would depend on the circumstances…..But that is different ‘cause you’re facing something that you have no control over….An illness…..To commit suicide ‘cause things are getting a little crazy or you want to be with someone who has died is not good!!....I’m telling you…..Life is incredibly precious…..To throw it away is a sin…No matter how you slice it”…….”I don’t want to hear that……I’ve missed you so much…When I heard of your death, I was devastated…..The only thing that kept me from doing a Greg Louganis off the highest building was my son and Marge……They kept me on an even keel…..Pulled me back from the brink….I’m for real…If they were not there, we wouldn’t have to worry about me walking across that valley….”……”And that is the other point I am trying to make”……She walked back to me…..Took me in her arms…..Grey-green eyes pinning me to the spot…Eyes showing great concern……Great compassion….”Don’t you see??.....If my death caused you grief….Imagine what “your” sudden death would cause Back There….Imagine the pain….You say you love your son??.....Marge??....What heartbreak will they go through if you die by your own hand??.....What about your sisters??.....Friends??....Co-workers??......Do you remember what you told me once about the Rock and the Pond?.....Do you remember??”…..I nodded…..Throwing a rock in the water creates ripples….Ripples that widen as they go further out……Going out further and beyond the disturbance that caused them….She reads my face as clearly as a man reading a newspaper in the bright sunlight…..I understand now…..”Even Dana would be hurt…We’ve have our differences…But I wouldn’t want her to go through that”……..She then smiled….I tell her…..”She really isn’t that bad “………”She feels the same way about you…She regrets the things she said…..Did….Maybe its age creeping up on her….Mellowing her out….If she could apologize for those things…..She would……Trust me……She would…..Once she realized that I loved you the same as I love her……She got it…..It wasn’t about p*ssy….She knows that now…..She is a good woman, Yvette…..A lonely one….But her heart is good………”All the more reason why she and the others should never have to go through what you went through……If you love them, you won’t put them through that….”……”I do….you know I do…But having to leave here….Not see you again until next time.…Baby, you don’t know……You just don’t know…..”……It gets quiet between us…..Those chimes are still ringing away……”What is this Place??...Why do I keep coming Here??.......What is this Place??’’…..”You asked me that question before…..Asked Sara….”…..”Yes and I never got a straight answer……”…….”What was your greatest love of nature as a boy??”…..I thought for a moment…….”Trees….I always loved trees as a boy…..Still do…..I love forests….When I was a boy I joined The Boy Scouts……Went away to summer camp on two occasions…..Both were located in forests….”…….That’s when it hit me…..I got a clearer idea of what This Place was about….Yvette whispers to me……”Forests in the summertime…..Some of your most happiest and peaceful moments were being around trees…..Your love of them as a boy stayed with you into adulthood……Middle age…..Forests in The Summer”…..I looked at her and nodded……”I see….Or I think I do……This Place could be any place that brought you joy as a kid…..With me, It’s a forest in the summertime…With someone else…..It could be a beach near the ocean…..A cabin in the middle of winter…..A playground……It could be a room in a house……….A classroom….It could even be your mom’s kitchen”…..I whispered more to myself than to her…..”The possibilities are endless…..”…She asks me….”What were your favorite type of clothes to wear in the summer??’’…..I looked at her…..Gaining greater comprehension….. “White tank top….White matching shorts…..White high top sneakers….No socks….It was one of my favorite clothes to wear in the summertime….Drove my mom crazy..…Had to be laundry fresh….I got teased a lot from the other boys ‘cause they thought it was kinda’ Gay…..Although ‘gay’ wasn’t the word they used”…..I start to laugh….Soft laughter…..This has nothing to do with some way station…..Rather what “my” image of what a way station should be….She laughs with me…….”You got some of it…..I was beginning to think that you were as stupid as you look”…..More laughter….”Godiva….I have several hundred questions I wish to ask you…..Sara couldn’t or wouldn’t answer them…But you can…..”…..She shakes her head sadly…”I’m bounded by the same limitations as your daughter…I can answer some…But not all….Time is the enemy here…Even though it has no real meaning in This Place...The very moment that ” you” come here, the clock starts ticking….If you stay here too long, you will die…..It is just that simple…..If you walk down that hill and cross that valley into that mist…..You will die…..Hundreds of millions of people come to” their” versions of This Place every night….It is a release for them…..You are not alone in this…Not unique….If you think you are….Think again…..Some of them never wake up ‘cause they made the same mistake that you want to make….They crossed that line and never woke up…..Every now and then you hear about someone dying in their sleep and they had perfect health…The Medical Examiners are stumped ‘cause they can’t figure out what happened…..”……”But in your case, Yvette…..”
“My case was different, my love….There wasn’t anything supernatural in me dying…..It was a natural death…I had a defective heart valve that my doctors didn’t see….Didn’t detect….It killed me in my sleep…..There wasn’t anything mystical about that “…….”What did you wake up to?”……Yvette’s eyes seem to be lit from within…..”A place of unbelievable beauty….Man, I couldn’t put it into words…..A place of serenity…..Great Peace….They were others there…One of my grandmothers is There…..”……”One?”…….”They send you back…If your life was a good one…..They will send you back”……”Reincarnation?”……She nodded……”Yes….The soul never truly dies….It’s just recycled into another life….Another chance to enjoy Life….Give Life…..The only flaw is that you have no full memory of a past life…Vague memories at best….”……”What about those that can recall some??.....…….”Not the norm…..There are always exceptions to every rule…..But for the most part, you don’t recall everything”……..”If your Life was a bad one??”…….Her voice becomes low….fearful…..”You don’t want to know”……”Hell?”….”Not the Hell that you think…..Not the Hell you were taught…But Hellish nonetheless”……I got a chill…..Despite the warmth of this place, I got a chill…..Once I asked Sara about that Other Place and she told me in a childlike way…..It wasn’t fire and brimstone…..But it was a place of utter hopelessness….Utter damnation….Great sorrow and greater regret…..Calling it gloomy and full of despair was an understatement…..It was ruled by…..In her words…..”A very bad person….Very bad”…..Yvette seems to read my mind….”No….He doesn’t have horns or a tail…His skin is not red…..He doesn’t carry a pitchfork…..He is very handsome, very charming and very seductive…..He doesn’t go around looking for souls…..The very moment that you choose to embrace any kind of bad….Any kind of evil without repentance, you already belong to Him…And hundreds of millions of poor fools already belonged to Him and they don’t even know it….They are in for a horrific shock when they die and He is there waiting for them…...You could be sitting in a seat on the subway next to Him and you wouldn’t even know it “…….”Yvette…..I…” She cuts me off….No more questions….I won’t answer anymore…..So don’t bother asking….I’ve already told you more than I should….”She leans in closer to kiss me….Before she does, she says softly….”I just want to spend some time with you before you have to go back…..That’s all I want to do”……I feel the warm and sweet sensation of her lips on mine…..It is so loving….So needful it stuns me….But arouses me as well……I hear the words I have not heard from her in so long….Three simple words that can move mountains….. “I love you”

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She takes me by the hand and leads me to a huge oak in that sun dappled clearing….I automatically get the message and sit near it….Feeling the trunk against my back….She stands before me….Smile lighting up an already beautiful face……Whispers……”Say it”….The word is simple…..”Snuggle”….She comes to me…..Lies down with me….Flows into my arms as we nestled there together….Soft breeze and the sound of wind chimes our only company….I sniffed her hair….Lean down to sniff her skin…..Made a moaning sound of satisfaction…..She laughs….When she was alive, one of my favorite things to do to make her laugh was smell her skin….Her hair…..My sense of smell is very sharp…Very….Our sense of smell is often the last sense that we utilized….Take full pleasure in….Makes sense ‘cause we are bombarded by sight and sound on a daily basis…..They often take precedence….We only pay attention to our sense of smell when we are hungry…Think about it…..When was the last time you actually stopped to…..Well…..Smell the flowers??….Or when was the last time you actually sniffed the air after a rainstorm??…..Smelled the freshness??….The beauty of it??…Our pet dogs have more sense than we do ‘cause every smell to them is fascinating….They revel in the very sense that we often ignore….Many of other God’s creatures as well……Dumb animals??....I don’t think so….Yvette’s skin and hair smelled so feminine fresh….Have you ever smelled a baby that was freshly washed??.....Freshly moisturized afterwards??....Do you recall the marvelous way it smelled??....Course you did…All of us have our own individual scent….I have written before about that…..Always in a sexual content meant to make you laugh…But think as well…It’s hard to really describe a smell….You have a better chance with a sound or color….The reference points are more solid….More identifiable…’Cause certain odors that we think smell great may smell awful to other people….Colognes and perfumes prove that…..Same with taste….Certain foods that we love….Others may hate…..An example…I love tomatoes……But my son does not….My son loves jalapenos….I don’t….See my point??....Yvette laughs ‘cause I usta’ always take her in my arms and make an exaggerated sniffing sound….She always smelled so good….Always….I’m pretty sure that your man or woman smells good….Especially in the morning when they ‘gussied’ themselves up….Don’t know what word means??….Look it up….Or better yet, asked your grandparents what it means…..What about that late night smell when you or she were in the mood and your sense of smell was heightened??....Now you see where I am coming from??....It was a running joke between us…..When she died, I thought I have no other olfactory way of remembering her…Then it dawned on me….Her clothes…..Her mom let me have several articles of her clothing….A couple of dresses….A pair of sexy jeans……A couple of hats….A winter outfit that I brought her once….Sometimes our clothes retain our body scent….I’m sure that a lot of women out there whose husbands have pass on can back up what I am saying…..Their body scent was still in their work clothes…..Taking them in your hands…..Closing your eyes and taking a sniff……For a few seconds, they were in your presence…..Sweet in your memories….If only for a few seconds, you had a piece of them…Men whose wives have pass on probably went through similar experiences….And we can’t imagine the heartache of people whose babies died way too soon….Yet their clothes retained the baby’s scent….Reading this ,you will never look at your man’s or woman’s clothes in the same manner ever again…..Once in a while, I would take out those dresses and look at them….They were just pieces of cloth stitched together…..Yet the wearer of them brought them to life…Made them pretty….Duke Ellington had a wonderful line when he wanted to pick up women….Make them laugh when he couldn’t….. “You make that dress look so good!!”……..I would take those pieces of clothing in my hands….Those hats…Close my eyes in the privacy of my room and sniffed…Remembering the scent of her skin…Her hair…Then to great sadness, I would place them back in that plastic…..Those hat boxes…..Heart breaking anew…..But glad that I had something more tangible than a memory to re-experience…..To savor…..I hold her close….Dear….Feeling the warmth of her body…..Scent of her warm femininity……I take it all in…..This is too real to be a mere dream…She is alive…Wonderfully alive…..Marvelously so…..For a long moment, nothing is said……This is one of those few times where words have no meaning….Where words would interrupt the flow of This Place….When she does speak, her voice is low…..”Whenever you came to see me at the cemetery….I knew….I knew ‘cause I was there…..I can’t communicate with you like I can here…..But I was there”….….”Yvette…...Other people when they go to visit their loved ones……Are those loved ones also there??”……She nodded……”Yes…..Those that haven’t been sent back are there….In spirit….Literally.”…….”That would explain why some people can ‘feel’ the presence of the deceased when they pay their respects??”…..Again she nodded……”If that love in life was strong….Was real….It sometimes transcends death…..All of it is so complex……So intertwined….Wondrously designed….’’…..I asked her one of the most important question of all…..”God??.......Does God exist??”……She laughs at me softly….Like a child that has asked a silly question…..”If The Other exists…..Then God exists as well….”….For a second time, she disengages from my arms….Looks at me with those glittering grey-green eyes…..”They’re intertwined…..It’s like nothing you or I were taught…It’s goes against everything that we were taught….Everything…..You would have to revise everything that you were taught in church and at home….It’s mind blowing”…….She stands up and I know what that means…”Yvette”…..My voice is a whisper……She leans down and places a finger on my lips to silence me…But I won’t have it….”One more question….Please”……”Okay…but no more until next time….I’ve already told you more than I should and that is out of love….Nothing else”……..”Are we His First??....His Favorites??......Yvette gives me a serious look….I looked up at her and laugh…..”That’s kinda’ a blasphemous thing to ask ,I know”…..She laughs with me…..”Not really…..If you were an assh**e on Earth…..You’re still an ass**le Here”….A gut-buster escapes me….Yvette was always able to keep me in check…..Keep me grounded from saying or doing stupid s**t…..My son, Dana and Marge also have that power….Only ‘cause I’ve given it to them freely and lovingly……”No….we are not his First…..There are Others out there in Space that He has created…..We are somewhere in the middle….Nor are we his favorites…He has none…He loves all the same…..Whether we’re first….last……Or in the middle…..He loves all the same”…..”Where does He come from??…..What is He all about??”…..Yvette’s voice imitates the voice that you hear on some of those voice messages on your cell…..”Sorry…Your call cannot be completed as dialed…..Please hang up and try again”…..Again I laughed…..She laughs with me…..Leans down and kisses me playfully….”Sorry, cowboy……That’s all for now”….”Yvette….don’t!!….Please don’t!!….”…..She straightens up…..Backs up a few feet……”No!!…..Don’t you turn into a pu*sy with the tears and pleadings!!……Don’t!!.....If it breaks your heart to see me go……It breaks mine to have to go…..Our feelings….Our emotions don’t die ‘cause the body does……It just doesn’t……Please don’t make this any harder…..You think I want to go??.....You think I want to leave??...I have to…..I have to…..”She backs up a few more feet….That’s when I see it and no matter what she has told me…..My heart starts to break again……White light…Purer than any white light I have ever seen starts at her feet….Moves it way up slowly…..It envelopes her body……But her face and body can still be seen…..It’s just that the contours of the body and face are encompassed by the white light….She makes me laugh when she says……”Cool special effect, huh??”…….The light grows so bright I have to turn away or take a chance on being temporarily blinded…..When I turned back…..I saw wisps of white light….They faded away in a matter of seconds…I heard that sexy ass giggle and instantly I felt better…..I laughed to myself as I walked away…..Away from the clearing….Outta the forest….Back to my spot on the hill…I sat in that spot watching the valley below…Beautiful…..So beautiful…. I felt a pair of lips playfully kiss my cheek…..Hear that giggle once more…..She’s right…..No more tears….No more pleadings…I’ve been bless to come Here.......Will wait until I am summoned again…..Something tells me it will be sooner than later…..This will ends the way always does…..I will get very sleepy….Lie down on the grass….Then awaken in my bed…..These visitations always take place on a weekend….It’s kinda good ‘cause I can sleep in afterward….Or spend the rest of the night in the dark looking at the ceiling ,trying to figure it all out…That tired feeling starts to take over me…..I lie down on the soft grass…..Suddenly I hear the echo of soft female laughter bouncing off the walls of my bedroom…..Even my cat on my bed heard it…..He looks up with a look of puzzlement on his feline face…...It should frighten me….But it doesn’t….I laughed along with it until it dies out……I curled up in that bed ,under that comforter like a small child…..I found solace in that darkness….Not fear…..I will see her again…..I know I will…..My heart soars at that knowledge……Yvette….My Love

Perchance to Dream…..Part Three.:cloud::cloud::cloud:
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