Corretta Scott King, the wife of the late Reverend Doctor Marting Luther King, Jr., quietly crossed over in the early morning of January 31, 2006, she was 78. Ms. King, a Civil Rights Icon in her own right, continued with the fight for equality of the races after the assassination of her late husband. Four days after he was laid to rest, she led 50,000 people with a march in Alabama. She was carried herself with grace and a quiet dignity, and was the epitome of the phrase "behind every good man is a great woman", she continually portrayed that mantra through the years, with her tireless efforts of ensuring the basic human rights for all. In the summer of 2005, she suffered from a mild heartattack and a stroke, of which she never truly recovered. Her legacy, as well as that of her husbands will be missed. They have left a void in society today, where no longer people stand against inequality. They no longer hold sit ins, and boycotts. They don't march and protest. They tal...

His body stood in the window, looking out into the bare parking lot. At 5'9", his smooth caramel form was toned. As he shifted from one foot to another the strength in his legs was expressed by the muscles flexing in the lamplight. His eyes scanned the road looking for her car. With each passing headlight his body grew impatient. She was supposed to have been there, over an hour ago. Turning from the window, he strode into the bathroom. Stepping into the shower, he turned on the water and began soaping his body; his intention to be clean by the time she got there. He heard the sound of the door click a few minutes later. She didn't say a word and neither did he. My body was on fire. With each mile, I grew moist. My body clenched at the thought of having The Hook again. The last time I had THE HOOK, he made me cum so hard, like a female ejaculation. I remembered how he ate my pussy. I could still feel his body inside of me. My lower lips clenched. The feeling of butterflies...

Last night...ladies, ladies, ladies! Last night, I ventured out into the world of male exotic dancers....this night was a night I had not indulged in, in over fifteen or twenty years. When I was in my 20's seeing a man strip was a treat, hell, a highlight to be seen. But now, its not something that I venture into at all. Most men strip for me privately, but no where near with as much finesse and grace as the men did last night. If these men phuck as well as they dance, and I'm sure the reality is that they can phuck as well as they dance, then GOD BLESS THE WOMAN WHO HAS THAT! Even if its only for one night! I have never seen a man in finer shape and form than those of the Gentlemen from Entertainment With Class. Thursday's at The Classics nightclub in Camp Springs, MD, my girls and I ventured to this haven where the women can view and touch all of the male exotic eye candy they can handle. Trust me, the candy was hot, smooth, silky, chocolatey, and they all excuded a heady...

Ang Lee's Brokeback Mountain is a thought-provoking and moving love story. Yes it is the story of two married men, that explore a homosexual relationship. That was the main reason why I wanted to see it. However, I am also a romantic, and like most this was also an affair. Not your typical and/or usual affair, but an affair that spanned 20 years, nonetheless. I went throw so many emotions with this movie. At first I was shocked and amazed at the chemistry between these two actors Heath Ledger and Jake Gyllenhall. The heat emanating from the screen between these two were as real and tangible as the heat I felt from Omar Epps and Sanaa Lathan in Love and Basketball. It filled the entire theater, as did the eroticisim that burst forth between Ledger and Gyllenhall. I give this movie 5 stars. I was shocked in the beginning, I was laughing middle and I cryed in the end. No, this movie is not for the faint of heart. It is however, for the open minded, individual that can handle seeing lo...

In a group discussion, the subject of honesty in men and women came up. How important is honesty in a relationship. Now some, {an ex or two, that is}, would say I know nothing of honesty. When I started dating in the beginning of 2005, I have found that men cannot handle honesty in women. In all of my dealings and relationships with people, I am as honest as I can be without being cruel, crass,, brisk, or brash. I want to be honest and upfront about every aspect of my life. The issue that I run into is this, men say they want honesty, but they really don't. Now I know that we as "mere" females, say we want the truth and SOME of us can't handle the truth, but the point is as honest as we are to you all, we want that right back. If your not feeling me, say so. What's so wrong with saying "Sassy, you're a great woman, but I'm just not feeling you in that way." Its honest, upfront, and two the point. It eliminates me from the "grand scheme"...

Should women release their freak? I say yes, but surprisingly, while listening to Michael Baisden's radio show yesterday, I was astonished at the responses from the men calling in. What I hear yesterday, was that men would rather cheat on their mate, rather than to have their mate fully explore every aspect of sexuality with them. Releasing that FREAK or SUPAFREAK! In other words, the men said that their was a certain level of respect that they had for their wives or girlfriends. Is it me, because what I got out of that, is that they'd rather CHEAT with a woman or women that will allow them to violate their bodies per say in ways in which the wife/girlfriend won't. Now maybe its me, but that sounds crazy. A man would rather CHEAT, go away from home and FREAK another woman, but does not want to FREAK their wife or girlfriend. Hmmmm, is it because he will question where she learned this or that? Is it because, she may be a little too freaky, and he feels he may not be able to...

WOW! Another year has come and gone! So far, this year is proving to be better than the last. In the beginning of last year I was mending a broken heart, and the beginning of this year, I was opening up my heart. Not to a new love or person, but rather to myself and for the many blessings that I have. I have my health. I have my family and I have my friends. I am blessed and surrounded by a huge support network, that most don't have and that I took for granted. I always know that I can count on my family for fun and good times, but this year, I was "alone" not in the physical, spiritual, mental, or emotional sense per say, but I was alone, because my sisters and cousins, my girls, my ace booncoons were not around. My family and friends are irreplaceable...and I found that to be true on New Years Eve. I spent the New Year in Atlanta, attending the Bad Boy of Radio's {Michael Baisden} party. Let me tell you, what goes on in Atlanta stays in Atlanta, HOWEVER, I have to s...