Excerpts from The Second Power

You Know You're Getting Old When... You know you're getting old when women over forty look sexy. Think back to your teens or early twenties. Were women over forty attractive? Oh, hello. Not remotely. They was old and had a motherly thing going on that was not getting it. You didn't want to touch them or nothing. If she had gray hair, grandmother came to mind. I am too turned on by them - especially if they have that executive look. Class, style, eloquence, and a walk of confidence. The young girls today think because they have a firm body, that's all they need.

 

My Wife Makes More Than Me My wife makes more than me and I don't know what to do. You may not think it's a problem, but I do. My manhood is threatened. I hate looking in the mirror because it reminds me of my short--comings. I lived in a traditional household where dad ran the show. Dad was the bread--winner. Dad was the disciplinarian. Dad had final say. Mom stayed home and took care of the household while dad took care of what affected the household. This program was perfect. They've been happily married for thirty-five years, raised three kids, and have a summer home. My life was supposed to run like that, but the best laid plans of mice and men...

 

Adulthood, My Son I hope you're eating well. One quick secret: Girls keep food in their rooms. If you're ever hungry, call them. They keep snacks. That's what I used to do. Seldom did I go without. Nine o'clock at night when you've finished studying and don't have money is when the hunger pains kick in. Another bit of advice: Condoms are your friends. Use them. Encounters are common. Don't get overwhelmed. I know sex feels good. Why do you think humans have been around so long? Be careful. That's all I'll say on that. If you want to talk about it - the sex thing - call me. I doubt you will. Hell, you think your mother and I stopped having sex after your little brother was born.

 

Saxophone, C'mon One time, we went from Tootsisteon, AL to Sonnysburg, NC. Took two days to get there, but what fun we had. Hammerhead just got off the phone with his wife and kids. He always calle dthem before we left a town. Since he was drivin' we was scared to rush him 'cause he'd take longer. The 'oh baby, sweetums, kissy-kissy, wuv yous,' would have been rough. Hildo grabbed the phone and told Edmonia we had to go. He grabbed Hammerhead by the throat and made him say good-bye. I never saw Hildo that upset. Probably 'cause he hadn't had sex in a while. Ha haaaa. Smacked Hammerhead in the back of the head, jumped in the back seat, and pouted for an hour. Then Hammerhead started up the Edmonia song. We had to hold Hildo back, man. I thought the shit was hilrious. Rats was gigglin' so hard he started fartin'. Everybody had to get out for air.

 

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