She's Just Like Me

Fiction & Literature, Drama, Biography & Memoir
Cover of the book She's Just Like Me by Demetria "Mimi" Harrison, Boss Status Publishing
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Author: Demetria "Mimi" Harrison ISBN: 9780996940740
Publisher: Boss Status Publishing Publication: September 27, 2017
Imprint: Language: English
Author: Demetria "Mimi" Harrison
ISBN: 9780996940740
Publisher: Boss Status Publishing
Publication: September 27, 2017
Imprint:
Language: English

When we arrived back home, I started dating Lex. He helped me get through my bad days. We always went out for dinner, and a movie or one of us was cooking. He drank Remy Martin VSOP or 1738, so we drank together, ate together, and had explosive, nasty sex together. The new millennium was about to begin. It was “anything goes” when it came to sex. I was grown, and Lex got for real, uncensored, nasty sex that no one else had gotten, and of course, we used a condom.

I sold all my weed and opened a boutique called Lost and Found International Fashion in Grandview with Charlie. Lex helped me get the clothes and fix up the shop. He was a big boy, two hundred and sixty pounds or more, but there wasn’t one cat in Kansas or Missouri, or pretty much anywhere else, that could out dress him or match his jewels. Lost and Found was the name I chose for my new business because it was time to start a new chapter of my life and find myself.

There had been so many murders in town Richie Rich received a life sentence in federal prison. His mom received eight years.  Rashad had been sentenced to life in prison. Turk and Pooky never came back to Kansas City, they didn’t show up for the court, and the two snakes that killed Mac didn’t receive a day. The town would never change, but I would, or die to trying.

I said that I was done selling drugs and dealing with bad boys, but was I? After all, some thunder cat more than ten years younger than I was had popped up on the scene, making grown man moves, he started inquiring about me. Besides that, now I had Lex in my life. I didn’t know anything about him except his name and that he was from Texas. Was Lex his real name? The only reason I knew he was from Texas was that of his accent, and he couldn’t stop saying that something was “throwed,” or “already.” He was most definitely from Texas. What was his purpose in Kansas City if he wasn’t selling drugs? Damn, I would soon find out. The moral of the story that I learned is, if you don’t walk away, there are only two ways out of the game. Prison or Death!! Choose wisely.

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When we arrived back home, I started dating Lex. He helped me get through my bad days. We always went out for dinner, and a movie or one of us was cooking. He drank Remy Martin VSOP or 1738, so we drank together, ate together, and had explosive, nasty sex together. The new millennium was about to begin. It was “anything goes” when it came to sex. I was grown, and Lex got for real, uncensored, nasty sex that no one else had gotten, and of course, we used a condom.

I sold all my weed and opened a boutique called Lost and Found International Fashion in Grandview with Charlie. Lex helped me get the clothes and fix up the shop. He was a big boy, two hundred and sixty pounds or more, but there wasn’t one cat in Kansas or Missouri, or pretty much anywhere else, that could out dress him or match his jewels. Lost and Found was the name I chose for my new business because it was time to start a new chapter of my life and find myself.

There had been so many murders in town Richie Rich received a life sentence in federal prison. His mom received eight years.  Rashad had been sentenced to life in prison. Turk and Pooky never came back to Kansas City, they didn’t show up for the court, and the two snakes that killed Mac didn’t receive a day. The town would never change, but I would, or die to trying.

I said that I was done selling drugs and dealing with bad boys, but was I? After all, some thunder cat more than ten years younger than I was had popped up on the scene, making grown man moves, he started inquiring about me. Besides that, now I had Lex in my life. I didn’t know anything about him except his name and that he was from Texas. Was Lex his real name? The only reason I knew he was from Texas was that of his accent, and he couldn’t stop saying that something was “throwed,” or “already.” He was most definitely from Texas. What was his purpose in Kansas City if he wasn’t selling drugs? Damn, I would soon find out. The moral of the story that I learned is, if you don’t walk away, there are only two ways out of the game. Prison or Death!! Choose wisely.

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