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7/31/2022 1:28 pm

Digging Deeper

Sasha began to answer him with trepidation. She knew she must tell all of the ugly sordid details. The question ran through her mind though, what would he think of her after?

"There is not a lot I am truly afraid of. You would be hard pressed to find that trigger. After staring death in the face, you fear nothing." Her voice began the story with a slow rhythmic sound. "I am not referring to the death of a loved one. I am speaking of facing death yourself."

His face showed nothing but interest and he remained silent.
"Being raised by educated people, who were comfortable, gave me no reason to be as street savvy as I am. My theory is that I flirted with the dangerous, to prove I could handle it. Rebellion was what I relished. If you said I shouldn't; I would. If you said I couldn't; Oh, I damn sure would show you I could." Sasha let a little laugh escape as she spoke her truth.

He smiled and urged her on, "You are safe with me Sasha. Go on..."
She took a deep breath expanding her chest and holding it before letting it go slowly.

"Unfortunately, I came into dancing when the Ou.tla.w bikers were at their peak and owned a lot of dancing clubs. The year was 1992. Unbeknownst to me, they were feuding with other bikers for territory. Women are never privy to what is going on within their secret society. I thought I could remain on the outside of their drama by merely working for them as a dancer. " Sasha looked at his eyes as she spoke, but hers were deep within the tale already.

She would take another breath and then continue, "'Taco' was president and although I was never with him, you know when you are in the presence of evil. I was always charmed by them all, until I ended up in the bed of 'Gan.gster' Bob in Ft Lauderdale. They are all friendly until they think they can control you. It was then that I knew what real slavery was. " Her face had turned somewhat pale as she spoke.

He reached out and stroked her hair, reassuring her.
Sasha smiled faintly and nuzzled his hand.
"You are always full of surprises Sasha. Now go lay on the bed and await me so I can cuddle away your shame and fear before we finish this story" He softly spoke.
Sasha rose immediately, obeying him with happiness.

Song for this post
I'm No Angel - Gregg Allman

infinitepoetess 54F

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7/31/2022 1:29 pm

No, I'm no angel
No, I'm no stranger to the streets
I've got my label
So I won't crumble at your feet
And I know, baby
So I've got scars upon my cheek
And I'm half crazy
Come on and love me, baby
So you find me hard to handle
Well, I'm easier to hold
So you like my spurs that jingle
And I never leave you cold
So I might steal your diamonds
I'll bring you back some gold
I'm no angel
No, I'm no angel
No, I'm no stranger to the dark
Let me rock your cradle
Let me start a fire with your spark
Oh, come on, baby
Come and let me show you my tattoo
Let me drive you crazy
Come on and love me, baby
So you don't give a darn about me
I'll never treat you bad
I won't ever lift a hand to hurt you
And I'll always leave you glad
So I might steal your diamonds
I'll bring you back some gold
I'm no angel
No, I'm no angel
No, I'm no stranger to the dark
Let me rock your cradle
Let me start a fire in your heart
Oh, come on, baby
Come and let me show you my tattoo
Let me drive you crazy
Come on and love me, baby
Come on, baby
Drive me crazy
Drive me crazy
Come on, baby
Come on, baby
Oh, come on, baby

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