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| I hadn't planned on seeing Mr. R & B as soon as I did, but in my rush to leave his beautiful mansion, I hadn't noticed that I left my Gucci handbag behind. Now the day I needed to recuperate became the day of my plot for revenge. This pissed me off even more. He was about to catch hell and didn't even know it. I decided against calling until I arrived at the mansion. I didn't want to hear any excuses about why I couldn't come get my purse. I didn't care if his wife was there or not. I was going to get back my purse, as well as my respect. My first intentions were somewhat extreme and not well planned. I was simply fueled with anger and pain. I had to use that energy to machinate the perfect vengeance. I sat in my bedroom for an hour contemplating my plot over and over again. I wanted him to learn a lesson and live through it. I didn't want him dead. I certainly didn't want to go to jail for what I had intended for him. He needed to be a spokesperson for all men. I wanted him to privately announce his remorse and beg forgiveness for his transgressions on his knees. If he refused to comply with my request, he would have to announce it publicly. I badly wanted him to take the easy route because, that would mean we still had a second chance for love. ORDER YOUR COPY TODAY! Send cash or money order to: DEANNA MICHELLE SMITH P. O. BOX 061018 DETROIT, MI 48206 YOU WILL RECEIVE YOUR COPY DIRECTLY FROM THE AUTHOR! |