“I am never dating Black men again!”
“I am never dating black men again!”, were the words that screamed from the mouth of Angela Stratton, power attorney for the Stratton, Jones & Martin Law Firm. Yes, Angela had managed to make partner before she turned 30 and now owns a third of the thriving firm. She was born out of poverty and managed to navigate her way through life by making mistakes and having no regrets. Although she was intelligent, financially secure and beautiful it had somehow become a blessing and a curse.
Ray Lovette had played her for the last time. Seeing, dating, loving Mr. Ray Lovette was my one thing, dealing with his lifestyle was another. Angela was in love with him and like some of the things we love, want and think we need, it is not always good for us. It was their history that kept her there mentally, but is was his dick that kept her there physically.
It was love on the battlefield. Ray appeared to be all that any woman would want. He was appealing, and irresistible. One minute with him in the same room and he will draw you in with his green eyes and beat you over the head with his charm. His confidence swallows the air in the room and only through him could you breathe. He was also an attorney, not yet partnered, but fierce in his own right. He was her main squeeze. There were other lovers, but none so compelling than him. He was the one that she allowed to break her heart over and over again, like a bad addiction.
Throughout her life she has had many lover’s, changed a few boys to men and as far as men go, they have never been an issue. Her motto: “Got 99 problems but a dick ain’t one.” She has always been the tried and true chick. Never holds grudges from past loves, but never goes or let’s them return (With the exception of Ray). In her mind, there is no need to recycle the past. Traveling was her favorite pastime, and taking up lovers in Italy, Rome or Fiji had been her hobby. You might refer to her as a vixen or maybe even a bitch, but that is expected when a woman knows her power and Angela wore it on her sleeve and wasn’t afraid to let you know about it.
It was the day of the Attorney’s Appreciation Night, she spent the whole day preparing for this event. It was like prom night for attorney’s. She had been escorted by Ray for the last three years and was looking forward to seeing him tonight. They would usually talk briefly the morning of the event and see each other when the limo picked her up, but today it was already noon and she had not heard from him. She went on with her day, getting ready, manicures, pedicures, eyebrows, bikini waxing and whatever else that needed maintenance. Her dress was Gucci, a sleek black gown with a drop back. It allowed to room for body error’s. It was starting to get late, the ball began at 8 pm and it was now 9, then 10 and no limo or call from Ray. Being the woman that Angela is she called her driver and she attended the event without Ray. Everyone was there, everyone looked beautiful, but as she walked through the crowd saying hello’s and engaging in small talk, she noticed Ray standing a short distance on the balcony, and he wasn’t alone.
