A Woman is a Risky Bet

I met her at a fish fry that a mutual friend was having. Me and the crew were gigolo's. Quite often we would place bet's to see who could pull the baddest women. It was just an ordinary day in the heart of our city.This woman was bad and to use the term bad was probably an understatement. I watched her as the wind blew through her long, jet black, hair. Those Dereon jeans hugged her body just right, Chanel frames, her belt matched her pumps, and her pumps matched the frames on her glasses. She had flavor and style...A woman with class. I mean damn, hands down she was the baddest chick that I'd ever seen. In my city, we called these women jaw droppers because when you see women like her, automatically your jaws would drop.

Women,... Kimmy could make your man grin from ear to ear just from looking at her. She was too sexy to be put on a scale of 1 to 10. She was a quarter or maybe even a fifty cent piece. I would put her up against Beyonce on her worst day. We were chillin on the North side of town. I was on NUVO and I was pass tipsy, ready to let loose on anything walking. The homie Quarius called my name "Tate,...me, Shep, and Terry just placed a bet. Whoever gets that chick's number with the Darreon Jeans on gets a hundred dollars. Whoever gets the number and sleeps with her gets two hundred dollars and the crew will always refer to him as The Man.." Quarius said pointing at Kimmy.

I thought about this shit for a minute, as I continued to sip on my NUVO. "Betting on women." I thought to myself. Two months ago I promised myself these days were over with. "Oh what the hell?! I'm in." I said.. We all shook hands. The bet was on. While me and Terry conversed about how good the fish was smelling, I saw Shep approach her. She looked at him, laughed, and walked away. Crushed that Mane!! I chuckled slightly, as Shep looked at her and said "You won't be laughing in the parking lot." Now we called Shep "Whip Game" because he kept a clean ass ride. This was his way of getting women out of their panties and most of the time it worked. He thought if he could get Kimmy to see his big rims on his car, that everyone else would be history... Not!!

Me and Terry pointed at Shep and burst out laughing. I went to check on my fish plate and stummbled upon a game of craps. I watched for a second, then decided to place a side bet on a snagga tooth guy who was winning everyone's money. I looked down the hall and noticed Terry trying to get Kimmy's attention. She was kneeling down to get a drink out of the cooler. Now women loved Tall Terry. It was just something about this nigga that always sparked the attention of some bobble head. Not Kimmy, I saw her nodding her head No with a frown on her face. Poor Terry, He had the shitty look on his face for the rest of the night. CJ finally got his raggedly radio to work and the party started to Live-N-up just a bit.. I watched Kimmy as she headed to the living room where a few people had gathered to dance. To my right I noticed Quarius big head ass heading to the dance floor as well. I watched him watch her for a second and then he finally approached her. Quarius could dance his ass off, this was never bestowed upon me. Quarius took Kimmy's hand and they began to get down. As I was taking a sip from my bottle, my ex, Alisha sat down and started to converse with me. I didn't hear a thing she was saying but I acted like I did. Kimmy caught me staring at her while Alisha was all in my grill. The song finally ended and I thought damn Quarius has hit the jackpot. Not so!! He didn't get the number either. I rose up from my seat and left Alisha sitting where we sat. I walked back in the kitchen and grabbed another beer out of the cooler, as if I hadn't had to many already. To be real, after I saw how she did the crew, I figured that I didn't stand a chance with Kimmy. Some women turn men down just because it makes them feel good. I wasn't about to give this chick the satisfaction of turning me down. Fuck that shit!! I thought. I began to drink my beer and couldn't help but hear Quarius and Shep in the den arguing over a pool game. I was just about to grab my jacket when she came into the kitchen and glanced at me..I smiled and headed for the front door.."Leaving so early?" she said I stuck my hand out. "How are you doing?" I asked. She shook my hand. "I'm fine. My name is Kimmy." You sure are fine I thought."Nah I'm not leaving just stepping out to smoke on this black." "Can I smoke with you?" she asked. "4 sho" I answered. As we smoked, We didn't say much to each other. I really didn't know what to say. Everything happened so fast. Just what could I say to a woman this beautiful? I was a little shy and she could tell. Instead of turning her off, I believed it turned her on. We finished smoking and she said "Tate, your the only guy I talked to tonight that didn't ask me for my number. Call me sometimes. Better sooner than later." She said handing me her number and walked off. I dashed back in the crib and found Quarius. "I got the number. Give me my damn money." My crew was sick. It was nothing I did. Kimmy chose me. I collected my fifty dollars and now my mission was to knock her off and gain the other two hundred dollars. A few weeks went by and I decided to send her a text message. She automatically responded back. Later that evening she made plans for me to come by her crib. Like Ginuwine I was so anxious. On my way over, Quarius called my phone. "Have you kutt that chick from the fish fry yet mane?" He asked. "No not yet. I'm headed over to her crib in Braisley's Village right now." "Oh yeah?" "Hell yeah my nig. I will call you later. Answer your phone because I'ma need my money." "I already got the money waiting homeboy." He responded. As I was pulling up to Kimmy's crib, I ended the call with Quarius. I couldn't believe I was about to kutt this fine ass sister. I patiently walked up to her door about to ring her door bell, when she opened the door. I walked in and smelled the aroma of marijuana in the air. I knew it was on. She had the slow jams playing and her pad was nice. We began to converse about how good the food was at the fish fry. As we sipped on NUVO, her phone rang non stop. This was making me paranoid. Was she someones wife? That didn't matter to me. I just continued to stare at her in amazement. "You like what you see?" she asked seductively. "Damn Right." I responded. She lunged over and we began to kiss passionately. That did it for me. I was all over her but for some strange reason she kept hesitating. Kimmy would kiss me but would not allow me to touch on her. "Stop for a second Tate!! There is something that we need to discuss." I was aroused and ready . I didn't want to hear a damn we're moving too fast speech!! Like a pittbull I went for her neck and her stop Tate's turned into yes daddy yes. Kimmy got up off the couch and turned the lights on."There is something that we really need to discuss." She said nervously as if what she had to say was really important...Whatever it was could wait! "Not now! We can talk tomorrow" I said. She turned the lights off and sat back down. I took her shirt off and gently kissed her beautiful and perfect breast, I carresed her body as I kissed her all over. My drill seargent was standing at attention and I was about to J. Holiday her... Put that ass to bed, when suddenly as I felt down in her pants I got the suprise of my life. She had a DICK THAT WAS BIGGER THAN MINE!!! I puked my gutts up right there on the spot. "What the fuck!!!!!!" I yelled, jumped up and turned the lights on. I was about to kill this bitch. The she was a he. I kneeled down to grab this faggot by his pretty as hair weave but was interrupted by him pulling a gun from under his pillow. He demanded that if I valued my life I'd better get the hell out. Mentally, I was no good for a few months but I learned my lesson. I stopped betting on women.

Narrator/Trevor speaks..Poor Mr. Tate Richardson. I hope he learned his lesson. I wonder if he told the crew that he tongue kissed a transvesdike. I wonder if he mentioned to his boyz that the woman they were so desperately drulling over, turned out to be a man with a cock the size of the nation's national debt. Tate, you will live with this thought for the rest of your days. Fellas take heed to this. Nowadays you never know who's what.

YOU DONT DIE WHEN YOU DIE

Author Trevor Hall

Meet James Stevenson: a thirty five year old guy who has a chip on his shoulder. Jame's life is miserable, like a mangy dog on a hot summer day waiting to die. He is fed up with life and constantly looking for some kind of escape from it. His mind is consumed with biter, and negative thoughts. James is mad at the world because he comes from a poverty stucken broken home. He lives on the outskirts of Baltimore in a run down house that was left to him by his parents. He has never been loved by a woman. And is in debt with everyone.

Its 3:30 a.m. and James is sound asleep. There's a knock at the door. James rolls over and glances up at his alarm clock. "Its 3:30 in the morning!" he thought. "Who could this be?" The knocks at the door get louder and more impatient. James tip toes to his window, and gently moves the Venetian blinds. He does not see a car in his driveway, not does he see anyone at his door. Just as he thought whoever was knocking at his door had left, there was a boom. His door was kicked in.

"James I need my 2500 dollars now!" said a voice. "I don't have the money, nor the drugs. I don't have anything to live for." said James. "So be it." says the voice and shoots James three times.

James is dead. In death, James thinks that he will escape his worthless life, but for James Stevenson its just the beginning. His spirit raises up out of his body. He is more conscious of his surroundings than ever before. He looks at his body that was badly murdered and examines it like a snake that has shed its skin.

James puts his head down and starts to grieve over his dead body. He lifts his head up and sees others. James thinks to himself "Are they spirits, ghosts or are they really alive?" Then a spirit looks at him and says "The only form of communication is mentally. Spirits do not understand communication verbally." James begins to realize that he is free from all physical limitations. His thoughts were deeds in this spiritual world. Whatever he thought about was who he was. James would think a negative thought and if there was a negative spirit around the spirit could tell him exactly what he was thinking about.

James is some how gliding in the air. He realizes that he is being carried through a black tunnel. James enters a jet black void of absolute nothingness. This darkness was everywhere. James thinks to himself "God I am so afraid!" He then senses a negative entity in the darkness with him. Mentally he asked the spirit "What has happened?" "YOU FOOL. THERE IS NO GOD. YOU'RE DEAD," the spirit replied as if it enjoyed telling him this. James is terrified. James says "If I'm dead how am I so conscious of my surroundings?"

A gravitational force continues to pull him along. The entity takes James to a place where all of the spirits had committed suicide in there prior life. James knew this because as he passed the spirits, their thoughts were as clear as a conversation. One lady in her prior life had taken 30 xanax pills. She told James that she had spent the last seventeen years confined to the place where she was and how horrible it was. James thinks "Why the hell was I brought here?" Just as he thought this the entity said to him "Your daughter is in this place." Jame's daughter had committed suicide in her prior life.

"Daddy." she said. Jame's cried "Sarah we are finally reunited! I have missed you so much." "Dad I am sorry to have hurt you." she said. He then asked his daughter "Have you come in contact with your mom, grandmother, or grandfather?" Sarah says "I've seen them but we can't communicate with them because in their prior life they were positive people. In the spiritual realm, who you spend eternity with is decided by how you lived your life on earth. If you were a positive person on earth, then you spend eternity with positive people. I committed suicide. So I have to spend eternity with everyone that has ever committed suicide. Dad, you were a negative person. So you have to spend eternity with the negative spirits."

James then asks his daughter "What about where I spend eternity?" Sarah then says "Some things are still unclear to me but I do know that mom is in hell." James trembled in terror. He says "How do you know that?" Sarah says "When mom died I was at her bed side watching over her. When she died large black spirits came and grabbed her and went through the hospital floor with her. Sometimes I can hear her screams from the pit's of hell. If a person doesnt get into heaven when they die and they have relatives who are in hell, from time to time they can hear their love ones screams."

The Entity says "Its time." James responds back "Its time for what?" "For me to take you to your eternal home." said the entity. James replies "I don't want to leave my daughter." The gravitational force pulls him along again.

He is now taken to a place that looks to be a desert. Negative spirits surround him. Their thoughts were so negative that they literally made James sick to his stomach.

Every spirit was negative. They rejoiced upon his arrival because misery loves company. The spirits cursed each other. Some tried to kill each other. They moaned, groaned, and complained all day long. This was indeed a horrible loveless place.

James saw the spirits of past friends that were negative thinkers. Every thought that James had was clear to every spirit that was around him. If James would think something bad about a spirit, the spirit would immediately know it. This always caused lots of confusion. If he had thoughts of lust around the women spirits they would know it. Jame's every thought was as clear as a windshield. The spirits spit at him and laughed at him. They mocked him saying "This is forever."

Some of the spirits hung in clicks. Others chose to be miserable alone. There was never any sleep in this God forsaken place. Horrible screams filled the air. James was a wreck mentally. He bit his finger nails so much that the skin underneath them had turned black. His every thought was monitored by the spirits.

James thought "God I know you won't leave me here forever." Then suddenly a black spirit said to him "YOU FOOL THERE IS NO GOD HERE. THERE IS NO DEATH HERE. DEATH IS NOT AN OPTION. YOU CANT DIE. ITS FOREVER AND EVER." and then the spirit laughed. James started to curse God. "Why the hell was I sent to this horrible place God? Was I really that bad of a person? If there is a God get me out of here." A few minutes went by and then James said "God DAMN YOU."

Suddenly James notices that he is isolated from all the spirits. James then sees a throne. Someone or something was sitting on the throne with their back towards him. Then a voice said "I'm not getting you out of here. I am who you worshipped. When you were of the living, it was me remember; NEGATIVITY. You worshipped me with your negative thoughts. Don't you see? This is where you will spend eternity my son."


Narrator/Trevor says According to the bible, God created the Heavens and Earth. It is man's and woman's perogative to create their own particular and private hell. Case and point Mr. James Stevenson, who in every aspect, has made his on bed and now must lye in it. In closing, our thoughts are really who we are.