Ila's Diamonds
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As we entered my apartment, I suddenly felt how meager it must look to him. I felt sure that since he was accustomed to staying in four and five star hotels, this small tenement would not be to his liking. Boy, was I wrong. He became comfortable very fast. He took his small travel bag straight into the bedroom, pulled out a bottle of Absolut, a plastic bag with a white substance in it, and a bottle of Bayer aspirins. He asked me to bring him two glasses with ice. Then he said he was going to take a shower. I was still motionless at the front door. I said things like, “Oh, okay. Anything else?” By that time, he was in the shower. I got the glasses, the ice, and a tray of cheese and crackers. He strutted from the bathroom with the towel around his neck, and I was very surprised at his size. I had always been told that Caucasian men were very small. However, he was the exception. He sat on the side of the bed, made himself a drink, and requested that I go take a shower. He really didn’t like perfume and wanted me to smell only of soap. I was compliant. I walked to the front door; double locked it, and went quickly to the shower. It seemed as if I was in the shower for a very long time, but once I arrived back in the bedroom, it had only been ten minutes. He had dimmed the lights, had put Etta James on the record player, and was in the bed. My feet went cold. I backed up, walked to the kitchen, got myself a rolling rock, drank most of it with one gulp, and returned to the bedroom, with my rolling rock in hand. He said, “Please, join me.” At this point, he had taken the saucer that I had the cheese on, and wiped it off. Then I saw the white substance. He had rolled a dollar bill very tight and the white powder had been placed in rows. Okay, I was not completely naïve. I knew it was cocaine, but I certainly had no idea how to use the substance. He sniffed a line and handed me the dollar bill. I finished the rolling rock and sniffed a line the same way he had. I thought my head would fall off. All of a sudden, my nose began to run and I wanted to jump up and dance to Etta James. However, I controlled myself. He did another line, handed me the dollar bill again, and I sniffed another line. I felt numb. He drank his Absolut on ice and reached over to cup my breast. I recoiled. He was bothered. He requested that I lay down. He placed the plate of cocaine on the snack table, and demanded that I open my legs. I did, and then he took the remaining row and sprinkled it on my trimmed pussy. He had oral sex for approximately twenty minutes and that’s when I lost my mind. It was my first oral sex experience. The last thing I remembered was Etta James’ “At Last” skipping in the tracks. I woke up at 4:00 a.m., took the needle off of Etta James, and turned off the record player. I set the clock for 7:00 a.m., and went back to bed.
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About the Book
Ila's Diamonds is a story about a young African American female working for a clandestine arm of the government during the seventies and eighties. It is an intriguing look at how a person can leave their comfort zone and find a meaningful life full of love, sacrifice, pain and joy. It also gives the reader a panoramic view of how your circumstance does not predict your outcome. Finally this book is about love and how we obtain it, nurture it, expound on it and ultimately lose it.
About the Author
Donna M. Gray-Banks was born and raised in Pittsburgh, PA. She has one Son. "When the lights go out and the cell phone towers go down all that is left if a flash light and a good book" Ila