Day: April 18, 2024

Thursday Inspiration — Sins and Commandments

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For this week’s Thursday Inspiration prompt, Jim Adams has asked us to write a post using the prompt word sin, or going with the image on the left above, or with water we feel fits the prompt.

I’ve heard of the “seven deadly sins,” but Jim has come up with nine in his drawing. He added “fear” and “deceit” and changed “wrath” to “anger.” but whether it’s seven or nine, are these sins really deadly? Any of them?

I’d say that if these are sins that are supposed to be deadly if committed, very few of us would still be alive.

Pride — Have you ever done anything you’re really proud of? Your dead

Lust — Hey, even Jimmy Carter said that he lusted in his heart, and he’s still going at 99!

Greed — Okay, if this is a deadly sin, 99% of American corporate CEOs should be visited by the Grim Reaper any day now.

Envy — You know that 45 foot yacht my neighbor owns? Nuff said.

Sloth — My life in retirement…and I love it!

Wrath/Anger — You are all such sweet people. I know none of you have felt these.

Gluttony — We all experience this after Thanksgiving dinner.

Fear — Not to worry folks. You have nothing to fear but fear itself.

Deceit — Politicians beware.

Let’s switch gears and talk about the ten thou shalt not (aka, Ten Commandments).

  1. Thou shalt not have any other gods before Me. Before who?
  2. Thou shalt not make any idols. Not even American Idol?
  3. Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord your God in vain. This God guy is really insecure, isn’t he?
  4. Thou shalt keep the Sabbath day holy. Which day is that again?
  5. Thou shalt honor your father and your mother. They’re dead now, but I held them in high regard while they were alive.
  6. Thou shalt not murder. This is the first commandment that truly makes sense. Way to go, God!
  7. Thou shalt not commit adultery. For real?
  8. Thou shalt not steal. This is a good one, but my bet is that nearly everyone has stolen something once.
  9. Thou shalt not bear false witness against your neighbor. I moved into my house right before COVID hit and I still don’t know any of them very well.
  10. You shall not covet. Remember that 45 foot yacht my neighbor owns? Yeah, the one that I envied him for.

A2Z Challenge — The Letter P

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I am unofficially participating in this year’s A to Z Challenge. My theme this year is girlfriends.

P is for Patrice H.

Patrice was my first older woman and my first African American woman. I was 23 and she was 30. I had been assigned my first job after completing my six-month management training rotation as the supervisor of a group of customer service representatives. She was the manager of the claims correspondence unit. So while my staff answered phones, hers responded to letters.

A few days into my new job, she asked me to come to her office so she could tell me about what her people did and discuss how my phone reps and her correspondents could work more effectively together.

Patrice was a tall, thin, striking woman and I appreciated her enthusiasm in helping me in my new role. We agreed that we should schedule an a hour a week to exchange ideas and information. At our third such meeting she invited me to dinner at her apartment, which was less than a mile from the office.

There are two vivid memories that stood out about that night. One, she was an excellent cook. Two, she was an excellent amateur photographer. She had mostly black and white photos in frames hung on the walls throughout her apartment. All of her subjects were beautiful black people, male and female, and mostly nudes. It was quite erotic.

After dinner, I helped her clean up the dishes. And then she asked me if I would like to model for her. I pointed at one of the nudes of a muscular black male and said, “I’m a skinny white kid. I’m afraid you’ll be very disappointed.” But she said she’d never done a photo shoot with a white man before, and she was sure she wouldn’t be disappointed.

I followed into a bedroom that was set up as a photo studio. I started out being fully clothed and then she directed me to remove my shirt, then my pants, until I was just down to my T-shirt and tightie-whities. Then they came off. I was very self-conscious and obviously aroused and she was telling me to move this way and turn that way and the camera kept clicking away.

Afterward, we had some incredible sex and she invited me to come over a few nights later so she could show me the developed photographs. When I went back, she showed me a bunch of photos and I don’t know how she did it, but she made me look really sexy. And she had even mounted, framed, and hung one of the photos of me on her wall. I was blown away.

Patrice and I had weekly dinners at her place regularly over the next several months, but one night after dinner she told me that that dinner would be our last time. When I asked why, she told me she was pregnant. I knew it couldn’t have been me because I always wore a condom. But that’s when she told me that she had a fiancé and he was the father.

That explained a lot. She would never agree to go out with me on weekends and dinners were just once a week except for that first week. Before I left, she handed me an envelope with prints of about a half-dozen photos she had taken of me. As I was leaving her apartment, she hugged and kissed me and thanked me for being her white boy toy.

Previous 2024 A2Z posts: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O

FOWC with Fandango — Ruthless

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FOWC

Welcome to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (U.S.).

Today’s word is “ruthless.”

Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.

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