Figure of Speech

by Kasha Thompson

“I’m just making sure my next move is my best move.”

“Grab your bag, loser, we're going to lunch.”

I love him already 😍

Like many before him, Teddy had balls of steel. I think his mantra was, if not me then who?

I stiffened my back, clenching my butt cheeks so our bodies didn’t make contact.

😂😂😂

I bit my tongue, realizing I’d just called the President of the United States an asshole, to his face.

YIKES

There are three things a woman should never be without. First, a good stylist who knows how to lay her edges. Second, a shade of red lipstick that complements her complexion, and lastly, access to quality penis. Good dick is like a quality-of-life issue. You know, water, air, good dick, reliable Wi-Fi.”

All my life has been a series of people wondering who let the Black guy in the room. Harvard. The District Attorney’s office. The Capitol. Hell, the White House.

I hold the highest office in the land and I still have to prove myself every day.

Clover, I don’t give a fuck what everyone else is saying as long as we know what it is.”

“I’ve been a student of Clover Bennett for quite some time, and I know exactly what you want.”

all skinfolk ain't kinfolk.”

“Strong men say they can handle a strong woman until they are actually confronted with one.”

It smelled like it was still good, but you can’t trust everyone’s cooking.

“It’s my roast beef sandwich now, fool,” I said aloud in my best Deebo from Friday voice. “But my grandmomma gave me that sandwich,” a deep familiar voice called out from behind me.

😂😂😂 not the friday reference

I was sick and tired of having to defend my love of Crocs. While not visually appealing, they're functional and provide relief after wearing heels all day.

You demand respect and you don’t apologize or water yourself down so that others can easily digest you.

I learned early on that I couldn’t wait to be heard I had to speak loudly and often, with all the confidence and authority of an unqualified white man.”

“You’re here now and I’m not gonna let you go so easily this time. Time doesn’t always ruin things, sometimes distance makes it better. It allows for things to ferment, like wine.”

I wanted to strip this man naked and fuck him atop the presidential seal.

“A few months ago we went to Ikea because he was looking for shelves. We ate meatballs at the cafeteria.”

Those swedish meatballs be bussin

“My night was made the minute you answered the door in that dress.”

The presidency only seemed to heighten my desire. Power was an intoxicating drug.

you ride him like a cowgirl. Like some Howdy Doody, rodeo round-up, heehaw type sex.

He was acting like a man who knew exactly how to handle me. Men like that were dangerous.

“We agreed. One night only.” Raising my cup to my mouth, I took a big slurp of tea. “Who are you, Jennifer Holiday?”

Sleeping with your boss was always a no-no. But sleeping with your boss who was also the President of the United States was a hell nah.

Should I be worried about someone catching us? Yes, I should. But at this point, I wished a motherfucker would.

Dominique may be a meal, but I was a family reunion spread with all the fixings, the kind of feast that required you to unbuckle your belt and left you knocked out in a recliner in front of the television with your hands down your pants.

I didn’t want to go home. I wanted to stay in the residence with him cuddled up in the embrace of his firm, strong arms. I wanted him to wake me up in the middle of the night, his hands all over me like he’d dreamt about me and awoke to find that I was real. I wanted to taste him on my lips and run my fingers across his back.

In the morning, I wanted him to share the shower with me, lifting me off my feet and pinning me to the shower wall, ensuring I had a great start to my day.

Me: Did I miss something? Teddy: Yeah, you're missing the opportunity to get ate out like a buffet.

Oh! Let me not miss this memo

“We’re just friends, Mommy.” I half lied. We were friends. I was just allowing said friend to blow my back out on a constant basis.

Only Teddy would do something so brazen, like celebrate his mistress's birthday in front of a room full of inquisitive journalists.

Power was intoxicating, and if you stood next to it for too long you often lost your sensibilities.

“Damn, young blood, this you?”

“Umm, kinda,” Teddy said, not looking at me.

I didn’t protest, I could be his f...

“Lucky, if you don’t stop you’re gonna find yourself spread eagle on this table.”

“Do you want another drink?”

“Yes, but make it a peach martini this time,”

Peach martini for the win

“Thank you for making me feel special.”

“If you let me, every day could feel like this,”

“Clover, so you just gonna be blind, deaf, and dumb.”

“But you’re not trying to be my home. I tell you I think I’m falling in love with you and you laughed in my face. I tell you I feel connected with you and at peace with you, and you tell me it’ll pass. You can’t have it both ways, Clover. I can’t be your man and not be your man.”

“But here I am trying to give you all of me.” He grabbed my face, forcing me to look him in the eyes. “Listen, Clover, I know that you don’t wanna hear it, but I need to say it. I love you.”

“We agreed to go with the flow, and the flow led me here.”

“I know it’s scary, the vulnerable part. I’m scared too. But just because we're scared doesn’t mean we shouldn’t try. I love you, Clover.”

mine. It had been less than a week but I missed him desperately, every part of my body jonesing to be one with his.

I wanted a lot of things, world peace, quiet upstairs neighbors, a green Telfar bag, but I didn’t want anything more than what I craved in this moment ... Teddy, every last drop of him.

not the telfar bag 😂😂😂

I was all for being an independent self-reliant woman but sometimes being on your knees was the most powerful thing you could do.