“We’re going to stand out, no matter what you do with all that hair,” Spike comment as Vanessa wrestled her hair into a knot on top of her head.
She glanced down at herself, then at Spike’s tattoo-covered arms, black t-shirt beneath his leather vest and chaps that protected his jeans and motorcycle boots.
The sight they made was laughable. Big bad biker and church girl. They were going to do more than stand out. They were going to stop traffic!
“What happened at my bachelor party didn’t stay there…”
I pick up the paper and unfold it. The world around me stops. I blink as the noise of the other girls and music from the dance floor dies away. I want to throw up at myself.
The photo is from over a year ago.
My bachelor party.
I’m tied to a velvet chair in the shape of a throne. Vodka bottle in my hand. Pants around my ankles. My heads thrown back, the gold crown to one side. I think I was howling. Inya’s on her knees between my legs going to town on my drunken dick. All the boys are standing around, cheering her on. It was taken minutes before she climbed on my lap and started riding me, my face squashed between her massive tits.
She was the first of five girls from that night and not even the worst. Three of the girls had ridden the vodka bottle in my hand while it was sandwiched between my knees. Two of them had crawled across the floor with that same bottle jammed in their ass. At one point the blonde was on her stomach, ass in the air while the boys used the embedded bottle for target practice… read Yuri and Savannah’s story.
Should Savannah give Yuri a pass?
LOVE YOUR NATURAL HAIR
GO NATURAL, GIRLS!
Vanessa has always had wild hair and because her mother had zero experience with black hair care, and a bad experience involving her grandmother and too tight braids, she became a self-taught natural hair diva from an early age.
Moisturize! That’s her first and best piece of advice. She of course tries to explain this to Spike, the hero of the story, when he insists she wear a helmet and leave all those jars of ‘hair crap’ behind …. alas Spike just doesn’t get it. So Vanessa ignores him and stuffs every possible bottle of moisturizer she has into his motorcycle saddle bags anyway.
A girls gotta do what a girls gotta do.
Sorry Spike but you’re dealing with a black woman and her hair. You’ll get used to it by the end of the road trip! Vanessa has gone through many moisturizing stages with her hair and …. read article