Slam! “Who’s the man?” he shouted. “You are, baby!” “Who?” “You are, Derrick! You’re the only man for me!” Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam! I was sure my headboard was about to break, the way it was slamming up against the wall. Derrick was on top of me, pushing himself inside me with all his might, and I...
I screamed so loud that my throat felt raw. I must have looked like a woman possessed, because that’s how I felt when Pam, one of the stoop regulars, told me Daryl was dead. Not ten minutes earlier, I’d felt like I was on the top of the world, the wind blowing through my hair as Slim and I cruise...
He had taken Antoine’s advice on how to solve his personal New York City parking crisis. He made an anonymous call to the city parking violations bureau. Looking around, he saw that the old junkers his landlord seemed to collect were no longer taking up all the available parking around the buildi...
My stomach was doing flips, and I thought for sure I was gonna throw up at any moment. And if that wasn’t bad enough, my hands were shaking so bad I couldn’t put my tie on right. Oh, and to top it all off, I just screamed on my boys so bad they decided to go back to their own rooms to get dressed...