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AN: This is intended to be a short romance story with multiple characters. It will definitely be a slow burn, so if you was something more tantalizing, please skip this story and chose another one more of your liking.
Honestly, it could be placed under *nonerotic*. My goal is to write a compelling story that progresses naturally.
Also, all characters in this story are above the age of consent.
I look forward to reading your thoughts, but I will delete any abusive and/or hate-filled comments.
Thank you for reading my work. I truly hope you enjoy it.
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Ch. 2
Tyrone James woke up. He was in his forties and felt it was time to settle down. He had his pick of women, but only one girl held his heart. Tyrone smiled. It was time for him to go home. He new Shia was waiting for him. It was time for him to go in a sweep his chocolate drop off of her feet.
Tyrone had no family left in Georgia, but he had plenty of connections. When he asked about Shia, he was surprised to learn that she moved out of the hood. His daughters were adults now. Both were in their twenties at least. He smiled, he knew they’d be happy to see their dad when he came home.
Tyrone shook his head and chuckled. Black women were all the same. All they wanted was attention. His last woman was proof of that. She was one reason he came back home. The dumb bitch was pregnant again and expected him to marry her. She actually told him, that if he didn’t marry her this time, she was putting him out. Tyrone decided to save her the trouble and left. He smiled. The tears that dumb bitch cried didn’t move him. Her accusation that he was abandoning his kids had no effect on him whatsoever. They weren’t the first kids he walked away from, and he was certain they wouldn’t be the last.
He was going to see his first born, and maybe he could convince his girls to take care of dear old pop. Besides, Shia was like every other woman. If she raised his daughter just like all of the other women he messed with, then they were prime and ready for old poppa to come in and guide them. They just needed a strong man to lead them. Driving into town, Tyrone drove straight to Ms. Harriet’s house. If she welcomed him, he’d have no problems winning over Shia.
When Tyrone walked to the door, he was in for a big surprise. First, a huge black man greeted him, Shia was not inside pining away after him, and he want welcomed anymore.
‘Who is it?’ Cedric called out.
Frowning, Tyrone answered, ‘It’s me, Tyrone James. I’m looking for Mz. Harriet.’
Annette entered the room, ‘Well, well, well, Tyrone James, come in and let me get a look at you.’
Tyrone smiled and Cedric stepped aside. He joined Annette in the dining room where Cedric joined them. She smiled, and Cedric took a seat. He and Annette had been together a few years, so he knew who Tyrone James was, and he also knew there was no way in hell he was getting near Shia, or her girls.
‘So Ty, where have you been? You’re looking good, boy. Sit’ Annette asked and indicated a chair at the table.
‘Girl, I been around. Left here went to California. Worked some odd jobs, then got picked up for Child Support and did some time.’ Tyrone exhaled. ‘Can a brother get a coffee or something?’ He inserted, as Annette laughed and moved to put on some brew. Tyrone kept talking. ‘Just got out a few years ago. Figured it was time to see my girls.’
Annette placed a coffee mug in front of him. Looking at Cedric, he nodded Annette poured him a cup also. Annette was listening to Tyrone’s diatribe, not that she agreed with him, but she wanted to alert Shia. Cedric spoke, ‘So, where are you staying?’ He asked.
Tyrone stuttered. ‘I’ll get a room, but first I was hoping to say hi to Ms. Harriet.’
Annette sighed, ‘Momma passed away years ago. It’s just Shia and me now.’
‘Oh, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know. Your mother was a good woman. She treated me real good.’ Tyrone stated thinking, Damn it, it she’s dead. I gotta find another way to get to Shia.
‘So Shia lives here with the two of you?’ Tyrone asked.
Annette smiled. She knew exactly what he wanted. Well, this snake was too late. ‘No, Shia is happily married with her husband in their own home. I’ll tell her you stopped by though. It’s time to go Tyrone.’ Annette stood, as Cedric moved beside her.
Tyrone laughed and then looked pissed. ‘Wait, that’s it welcome home and get out.’
Annette smiled, ‘Tyrone, life didn’t stop because you left.’
‘What about my girls? She kept my girls from me. I deserve the right to find out where my kids are.’ Tyrone insisted.
Cedric stood. ‘Look, that’s not our concern. Now you need to go.’ Tyrone stood and stormed out slamming the door. Annette called Shia.
After two rings, Shia picked up. ‘Hey big sis. Are you volunteering to babysit?’ Shia asked.
Carson was a good baby. He slept through the night. Shia loved being a new mom and Chris spoiled her and the baby rotten. At six months old, Carson was already trying to crawl and cooing. Shia was excited because in a few days, her daughters were coming home for a visit. Chris insisted that they stay with them and she had their room prepared.
‘You know I would love to keep my nephew. But that’s not why I’m calling. Tyrone stopped by. He claims he is here to see the girls.’ Annette explained.
Shia froze, ‘Are you serious?’
Annette laughed, ‘Yes, he just left. Shia, he has no clue where you live, but he can find you. Be careful. Call Chris.’
Shia agreed, and then she messaged her husband. Chris was in a meeting when he received the text from Shia, he had to finish this, but he’d call home as soon as he had a break.
Shia had to go out. Carson needed pampers and formula, so pushing Annette’s warning out of her head, she headed to the local market. As usual the store was crowded. Taking her 6 month old out of the car, Shia secured in into a basket seat and headed into the store. Speaking to a few neighbors, she moved on to make her purchases. Carson started gurgling and Shia was distracted momentarily. She was unaware that someone had joined her.
‘Cute kid. How much they paying you to watch him?’ Tyrone asked. Shia jumped.
‘Tyrone, what are you doing here?’ She queried.
Tyrone smiled, attempting to pull her in his embrace, but Shia quickly picked up her son and stepped away. Fortunately, the manager of the store saw the interaction and asked, ‘Mrs. Brighton, is everything OK?’
Before she could answer, Tyrone spoke, ‘Mrs.? ‘Nette told me you got married. Who did you sucker into it? He ain’t much. He got you out here working as a nanny.’
‘No, It’s not Mark.’ Shia looked nervous. Carson began to fret as more people looked on. Tyrone was becoming visually agitated. Shia continued, ‘Yes, I need an escort.’ Shia answered.
Mark and two of the checkers joined him. ‘Sir, you need to leave.’ The three men formed a barrier between Shia and Tyrone.
Tyrone smiled, a clear sigh he was not done. ‘Damn girl you been busy. Does your man know you got theses brothers on lock?’ Throwing up both hands, Tyrone announced, ‘I’m gone. I’m leaving. See you around Shia. Oh, tell my girls I can’t wait to see them.’ Then he walked.
‘Mrs. Brighton, don’t leave. I’m calling the police.’ So Shia waited, and the police arrived. They escorted her to her car and made sure no one followed her as she drove away. Tyrone parked down the street from the store. Shia thought she could marry some other man. She was wrong. He was back and he was putting his family back together. He didn’t need Shia anyway. He needed to talk to his girls.
He’d tell them the truth, Shia wouldn’t let him see them. She tried to send him to prison, so he had to hide out. Even now, she tried to keep them apart, but as their dad, he wouldn’t give them up again.
Tyrone had several children. He didn’t support any o
f them, but the twins were his oldest kids. He was getting old and needed someone to look out for him. It was time for his daughters to take care of their dad, like he wanted to care for them.
Shia drove past, but a cop car was behind her. Tyrone waited. She evidently worked form some wealthy people. He’d go home and watch Annette’s crib. She was bound to go back home. First he had to get a room. His plan was to stay at Mz. Harriet’s but Annette had some man there bow. He wondered what man did Shia hook? Brighton sounded familiar. Where had he heard that name before? If he had his way, Brighton would be out in the cold searching for someone new. Shia would take him back. Even if Shia refused him, Shia could keep her weak wimp she’d married. He had to mold his daughters. Tyrone knew women, especially black women. They couldn’t function without a man around.
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Introduction: Phoebe discovers that the man she is lusting for is her cousin. FACEBOOK NOTE Monday, September 7 2015 5.13 AM Pacific Time Attraction has got laws toolike a bitch dog wants certain principles followed before she goes on hit and starts having intercourse anyhow. From my perspective, these are the major Laws of Attraction I picked up from experimenting with both love and sex. 1. Never ask a man for sex. Yes, you got me right. Men dont like it when women ask them for sex. They...
My Sister Tormentor By Peg Thebois Chapter Four My fianc? Amy and my younger sister Sherri took one hand each and pulled me into Shimmer. Everywhere was rack upon rack of what could loosely be called clothing, club wear in a variety of styles and most of the dresses made me blush just to imagine women wearing them to say nothing of the fact that I was about to be dressed in one. The sales attendant was standing beside the counter flipping through a catalogue when he walked in, and ...
Introduction: I have tagged this as incest, among others, but do not necessarily consider it so unless you are blood relatives. I guess legally it may be different. My dad and uncle were going on a night time fishing trip. I did not want to be out all night, especially if the fish were not biting, as usual, because it was so boring. But I did want to go to my uncles house to spend some time with my cousins. When we arrived that evening I found out that my cousins had gone to their grandparents...
I was so tired that I slept as a baby. The smell of food waked me up. It was ham and eggs. Definitely. I stretched and sat up on the bed, thinking how hungry I was. Almost famished. My ankle was better. The swelling had subsided considerably. I noticed that Steven had brought my traveling bag. I dressed myself. The skirt I wore yesterday was not adequate to the morning cold. It didn't cover my knees. Despite that, I put it on again. I put on a light green blouse and white cotton sock on my...
Dear All, those who haven’t read the earlier parts yet, please read those before reading this one. With that being said, let’s begin this part. For the next couple of weeks, we met Sameer more than twice. We went out on weekends. Sameer and I both wanted Nisha to get a little acquainted with him. Now we were becoming family friends. One day when I was in the office, Sameer called me. He said that it’s now time for us to move one step further. He was confident that Nisha appreciates his...
Your average sixteen-year-old guy likes to think of himself as mature, manly, in control, capable ... stuff like that. Which is why I was somewhat concerned because, when Jennifer broached the idea of her jerking me off, I was panting, felt weak, wanted to bolt and that sort of thing. I suspect now that it was the fight or flight syndrome kicking in, but back then I was a bundle of mixed up teenager. My prick, on the other hand, was mature, manly, in control and capable of being jerked off...
Stephanie broke off the kiss and pulled fletchers jacket off before tearing her t shirt off, revelaing a black lace bra that perfectly framed her dark hair and eyes, very cute, very sexy, and fletcher wasted no time in unclipping it and grasping both breasts firmly, causing stephanie to moan and bite her lip. her breasts, D cups, were firm, and her waist was tight and muscled. fletcher leant down and wrapped his lips around the right nipple and Stephanie let out a long moan of pleasure. never...
Passegiatta I have no words — alas!– to tell, the loveliness of loving well! Poe, Tamerlane [Log entry of the SailingVessel Springer: 31 October, 0920 hrs local time. COG: at anchor, SOG: 0.0 kts, Temp: 41˚ f, Winds: NE at 12 knots, viz +3 NMI, Barometer 29.91 steady since 2300 hrs last night, GPS: 44°18’11.36’N by 9°12’35.24’E. Just anchored in the main harbor, Portofino. Am tired, have grabbed a mooring buoy and raised the Q flag — waiting for Customs now. Cold out, feels much...
4 Insipid light bleeds through glass and fabric, bringing me awake in hesitant, confused stages. My freckled fingers grope for the alarm clock on the bedside table, but encounter only empty space. My freckled fingers? Since when did I have freckles on my fingers? Spots in front of the eyes, that's what you've got. I don't know, pissed again. And behaved like a complete prat, I shouldn't wonder. God knows what I was drinking, though. My mouth feels drier than a Jack Benny...
“It’s your job to know where she is, Joey. How goddamned hard can it be to keep track of a librarian?” “She’s somewhere in California,” Yousef answered. The imposing frame of his former brother-in-law towered over him and it made him nervous. “She’s my sister. She doesn’t tell me everything.” “And you couldn’t follow her?” “I figured I could track her cell phone later, but she’s off the grid. She must have shut it off for the flight and never turned it back on. You know how she is.” Yousef...