Spring Flirting(Part 2 in Naked Rose Series) (11 page)

“Damien told me you will be leaving soon and
I am so pained to hear that. Thought you’d be going to my hotel
suite with me for a rematch. But anyways, there will always be
other opportunities to see you again I’m sure and make a replay of
today. My next anniversary perhaps” he said with a smile playing
around his seductive lips.

“As a memento I autographed my poetry
collection for you, so you can always remember me by it. Beautiful
women like you inspired my thoughts in it and I hope you can find
delight in it in your private moments”.

I was lost for words at his thoughtfulness
and sensuality. Taking the book from him I showered him with a slow
Spanish kiss before saying thank you and leaving for my trailer.
However I did not get to read the book entitled ‘Rose That Grew
From The Concrete’ until days later when I was back in New York and
it was until then I saw the little envelope with a black card and a
note in it meant for me. The note read:

Sweet Rose,

The black card used to be mine but now it’s
yours. It’s valued at $100,000 although I might have spent like a
quarter of it. Please lavish it on yourself for me, replacing your
Victoria Secret panties I tore with 12 exotic pairs. My cell no is
at the back of the note. Call me anytime you miss me.

Kisses,

Tupac.

I almost fainted when I saw it. Not from the
money in the platinum card but in Tupac’s large heart and his wild
spontaneous spirit. How my love for him quadrupled at that moment.
When the time comes I will pay him back in his own gold coins I
thought as I went to keep the card and the note and began to read
the stirring lines of his poems.

EPILOGUE

Trust men to divulge secrets too
sweet to keep to their cronies from whom it will eventually get
broadcast to the ears of the world. And we all knew Tupac to kiss
and tell. He couldn’t contain the memory of our tryst within
himself and had to spill it to friends who leaked it in the press
for the soft sell magazines to latch on and make into big news.The
headline read:

ROSE HAS THE SWEETEST NECTAR OF ALL
FLOWERS-2PAC

I did not have to read the tabloid to know
the gist was about the escapade I had with Pac at the video set and
even though the report did not specifically mention my name, all
pointers led in my directions enough for Taye to notice and walk
out of our short lived affair. To be blunt with y'all he was
getting too jealous for comfort and had lately become arrogant to
me. Let him go if he wanted too. Candy Girls don’t cry over spilled
milk or runaway beau.

Renewed. Single. Controversial. I invested
on myself with Tupac’s bounty, upgrading my wardrobe and that of my
girls to standard; ready for any party or video audition that
called for us. And we also rocked the parties thrown by exclusive
celebs all over New York and in other states along the coast;
teasing men with our lustful beauties, making them bid for us like
we were gold on New York Stock Exchange and yet not to have a taste
of our naked rose unless fortuned by Eros. The year rolled by
silently with various events happening until I heard the
unbelievable news on the 13th of September that Tupac had died from
gunshot wounds he sustained days before. I was so pained for his
loss that I lighted a candle for him in the house, saying a prayer
for his soul to rest in perfect peace. He had a special spot in my
being and will be forever remembered by me.

I was to remain without
erotic encounter with men for another three months until September,
at the outset of spring, when Candy Girls were invited to the
annual Playboy Party at the Playboy Mansion. It was another much
anticipated power party featuring all the celebs with a naughty
side and sexual confidence; and it was at this party that I met my
next heartthrob, my next cunt raider who took me to the world of
Eros and lost me there. Want to know about what went down and who
this hulk of a guy was….follow in the next series of NAKED
ROSE
Summer Flings
already out and sizzling in all online book stores. Get
yours!

ABOUT THE
AUTHOR

Rosalie Banks is a model, teacher and a
writer. She created the NAKED ROSE Series in order to espouse her
ideas about sexual freedom for women which she termed feminarchy.
Believing firmly that being sexually free is the key to living a
full, balanced, romantic and healthy life; she enjoins her readers
to explore the depth offered by sexual intimacy, living a radiant
and happy life devoid of stress and mental decay that ruins the
body and destroys the mind.

She lives in New York City with her cat,
Mickey.

Flirt with her^^^^[email protected]

Other Books by Pipit
Inc.

• Naked Rose -
Baptism of Fire
by
Rosalie Banks

• Naked Rose -
Summer Flings
by Rosalie
Banks

• Naked Rose -
Winter Desire
by Rosalie
Banks

• Naked Rose -
Autumn Longings
by
Rosalie Banks

• Sultry Letters
(volume1)
Stolen Kisses
by Mary J. Monroe

• Sultry Letters (volume
2)
Fireflies
by
Mary J. Monroe

• Sultry Letters (volume
3)
Vanilla Pudding
by Mary J. Monroe

• Thirty-Three Trees
(Mystic Verses)
by Wale
Owoeye

• Love Petals
(
Poems-Erotica
) by
Salem Devine

• The Stalker
(Novel)
by Robert
Kelly