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Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2® 438: ‘Biting Her Finger in the Dark’: ‘A Romance in Autumn Creatives by Rg2 (60)

 

(Rated Rg2: Finger-biting women readers only)

 

Woman, I’m determined to be on your mind tonight
Did you forget I’m the inventor of Pamper-Her-Friday?
In case you’re in need of a romantic reminder
Bite your finger in the dark and let my rhythm play . . .

With your mocha lips, can this writer have a taste?
Oh, the succulence, girl, I’m leaving my truculence behind,
Something soft and tender shall tame my inner beast
Bite your finger in the dark and take a nibble of mine

A figment of your imagines am I on this Friday night
What are you doing outside the confines of my home?
Oh, supposedly you’ve a girls-night all planned out
Damn, if only your hormones-seeking-Roy didn’t roam

Back to front, inside and out, head to each tingled toe
Monday is when I first knocked on your mental door,
Tuesday I cracked it open, Wednesday I walked in
Thursday I lit the fireplace to warm your inner core

Then comes Pamper-Her-Friday, woman, I’m on you . . .
I’m in you . . . of you . . . , dammit, girl, I’m all over you,
Are we predetermined or more like predestined?
Admit it, girl, you’re thinking of me right now, is it true . . .

. . . that no other man’s touch measures anywhere near
That of the writer of this poem, why are we apart?
Careful as you pour that glass of sangria with your girls
As you bite your finger in the dark, restless is your heart

Go ahead and have giggles, sip and paint with your crew
By all means, don’t allow thoughts of Rg2 take you away,
Black-girl bonding magic works best with group appeal
Ahhh, but the afterparty is reserved for mistress-of-the-dark play

Candles, fragrance, melted chocolate, berries fresh and chilled
Tri-level thick blankets spread over the den floor,
Extended hours for sip & paint, girl, paint across my chest
Rest the cheeks atop the pecs, prepare for what’s in store . . .

The inventor of Pamper-Her-Friday at your fingertips
Tonight, but put a li’l rush before my patience wears thin,
Stop biting your finger in the dark . . . and come taste
Woman, Pamper-Her-Friday is about to begin . . . .

Come.

Rg2

______

***
Pamper the woman . . . especially on Friday after dark. -Rg2

© 2019 Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2®

 
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Posted by on November 9, 2019 in Pamper-Her-Friday

 

Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2® 437: ‘ADOS Press Release for Denise’: ‘A Romance in Autumn Creatives by Rg2 (59)

 

Greer Authors ‘Reparations in Autumn’ Love Letters Ahead of U.S. Reparations Legislation

Los Angeles, Calif., 11-01-19, 11:59 p.m.—“It’s been less a disappearance than a self-imposed writing-in-total-solitude exile,” says Roy Greer, the shy, reclusive romance and reparations writer, on his weeks-long absence from social media. “Quietly, furiously writing, devising, and architecting monetary reparations content for the American Descendants of Slavery (ADOS) community. He’s back. And reparations for ADOS is now a national, increasingly global, conversation . . . better yet, a movement that has taken deep root.

“So many nonbelievers,” Greer continues. “Sadly, many black Americans whose lineage can be traced to ancestry from the killing fields of the American South either don’t believe, refuse to believe, or refuse to accept that a debt is owed our community, and it’s now or never. Median black family wealth is slated to decline to zero value by 2053, and that’s data-backed. It’s essentially death to our people.”

From his first essay on how the U.S. should compensate ADOS (published in 2016 on the Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2 platform, entitled “Why Reparations is a Great American Idea” #318) to his “The Political Letters” series written to 2020 presidential candidates and political leaders, Greer (aka Rg2) has been on a mission: Addressing the centuries-long mistreatment of African Americans by the U.S. government—which continues to today.

“ADOS kids look up to black American entertainers, including rappers, singers, athletes and actors . . . too often these performers have failed us with their silence on reparations. Why should my niece and nephew (and our sons and daughters) support, follow and/or buy concert tickets and products of entertainers . . . enriching them while the ADOS community lurches into extinction, asks Greer rhetorically. “No more.”

Slowly but surely black Americans (ADOS) are seeing all the signs of the walls closing in on them economically and politically. Adds Greer: “Our families are devastated. Our marriages are beyond vulnerable. Our job/income prospects are increasingly scarce. Income inequality, the wealth gap between ADOS and anglo Americans, is horridly mega-gulf wide. We’re at ‘code blue’ as a people.”

The Democrat Party has lost ADOS voters. The Republican Party, after Lincoln, abandoned ADOS decades ago. Millions of ADOS votes are at stake, up for grabs, but what looks likely is a massive ADOS sit-out, down-ballot perhaps. ADOS are demanding quid pro quo going forward.

“A vote is money,” Greer continues. “Ask the Obamas . . . they’re well on their way to billionaire status. And guess which group of voters awarded Barack with the most votes by a voting bloc in the history of American elections? Yes, the ADOS community. Where’s the return on our investment?”

It’s only a matter of time until the U.S. Congress passes reparations legislation that begins to right the centuries-long wrongs perpetrated on enslaved black Americans and their descendants, ADOS, affirms Greer. “The lie, the malicious mistreatment and the deliberate neglect can go on for only so long. The reckoning is imminent. The collective, internal fire rages in the souls of the ADOS community. Our time is nigh.”

Those black Americans (ADOS) who never believed in redress/reparations and who continue to this day to not support our repair efforts or obstruct our movement will be compelled to sign binding, U.S. government-sanctioned documentation in which they renounce their rights to any and all monetary reparations once legislation is passed. “They won’t see the head nor tail of a reparations coin whatsoever,” adds Greer with dramatic effect.

Greer looks forward to publishing romance-inspired reparations content, including crucial inside knowledge of negotiations and progress, in the coming weeks.

Stay tuned.

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“No More.” -Rg2

© 2019 Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2®

 
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Posted by on November 2, 2019 in Pamper-Her-Friday

 

Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2® 436: ‘The Stein Mart Breakfast Affair’: ‘A Summer’s Romance Collection’ by Rg2 (129)

 

(Rated Rg2: Well, kinda)

 

Morning, Amber,

How does an impromptu breakfast by the bay sound this morning? The forecast today augurs triple digits in the Inland Valley. We’ll escape to much milder temps down by Tiera Cove. I’ve some money news I’d like to share; your morning fragrance will only enhance our come-together.

Remember back in February I mentioned my investment in Pier 1 Imports (ticker: PIR), at the time the shares were selling at a mere 70 cents per? Today a share of Pier 1 stock is demanding just shy of $8—a more than 1000% increase. I hope you kept at least some of the shares I gifted you. If so, you’re sitting on a small gold mine.

If by chance you sold early, no worries.

Another small, brick & mortar concern fallen on hard times, that has been on my investment radar, is Stein Mart Inc. (ticker: SMRT), a Jacksonville, Fla.-based specialty off-price retailer. From designer and name-brand fashion apparels to home décor merchandise to accessories and shoes at discount prices, Stein Mart sells a bevy of distinctive wares. And just this week, they announced the launch of a new Kids department—a range of apparel for babies, girls (size 2-16) and boys (size 2-20), as well as shoes and toys.

SMRT’s shares are going for only 81 cents today. I bought a grip earlier this week for 73 cents per. The shares are starting to move. Once the word gets out in force how cheap they are, the price will climb substantially. I’m adding shares next week as well.

I’m investing with you in mind. How so?

You’ve two options: I can purchase a tranche of shares for your account and you can sit on them until you’re ready to sell or I can simply split the capital gain cash, at the time I sell the shares, with you, so you can avoid the capital gain tax. You’ll profit either way . . . on one condition, however—have dinner with me tonight so I can share some additional investment news that will enhance further your weekend spirits.

And maybe I can entice you into a lingering candlelight kiss . . . and a playfully erotic Saturday tango to music of your choosing.

Facesitting optional . . . .

Cheers,
Rg2

_____

***
Pamper the woman . . . and forever live in her soul. -Rg2

© 2019 Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2®

 

 
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Posted by on September 14, 2019 in Pamper-Her-Friday

 

Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2® 435: ‘Romantic Summer Sendaway’: ‘A Summer’s Romance Collection’ by Rg2 (128)

 

Love,

The weekend has found its way into our mutual lives
And Pamper-Her-Friday wants us together tonight,
That last two-dayer we so immensely enjoyed
Tell me, are you up for another impromptu flight?

Say, a few hours from receipt of this e-missive
Give you, will I, ample time that you may prepare,
Pack a carrybag of the very basic necessities
Light on garments . . . and, please, let flow your hair

Your favored lotions and emollients—I’ll bring these hands
The magic of shea butter lies in how it is applied,
Woman, you’ve an appointment with this mocha man ointment
Tonight I will succeed where other men have only tried

To elicit those long-contained moans from my pheromones
Bottled up far too long have been your erotic instincts,
Unleash your spiritual shouts as I skin-instigate you thereabouts
Provoked by the intrigue of peach schnapps-infused drinks

A hideaway nestled in the lush, tropical forestry
Lung-cleansing oxygen produced by evergreen millenial trees,
We’ll leave the tensions of rapidly gentrifying city life
In-the-buff night swims, oh yes, in the gentle evening breeze

There’s therapy in letting go, woman, this writer should know
Countless hours I’ve studied sexology and touch-ology text,
Though re-enactments are futile when there lacks chemistry
No such problem we’ll have as I show you what’s next:

From-neck-to-ankle bites is how I take it to new heights
Part passive, part aggressive, woman, request your dare,
And if so sweet and fruity is the aroma of the booty
Behold, I may very well refuse to come up for air

You laugh? Go ahead and laugh, for I’m the diligent type
Facilitating her satisfaction comprises my DNA,
Not every woman, mind you, is so fortunate
A precious few have inspired me to gift it away

But there lives this something in the interior of you
And, damn, that luscious exterior is a bonus to boot,
I promise to leave no marks as visual implication
Your reputation as my own? That point is not moot

A romantic three-day weekend beckons us both
Let’s give this summer’s end its proper send-away,
May the time go slow as I bathe you in candleglow,
We’ve only just begun this Pamper-Her-Friday. . .

. . . tonight.

-Rg2

_______

***
Pamper the woman . . . for an unforgettable summer’s romance. -Rg2

© 2019 Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2®

 

 
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Posted by on August 31, 2019 in Pamper-Her-Friday

 

Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2® 434: ‘Our Flight Leaves at Nine, Love’: ‘A Summer’s Romance Collection’ by Rg2 (127)

 

My Angel,

So you feel my work has taken something of a wrong turn?
Veered have I toward the native black reparations cause,
Babygirl, an artist of integrity must reflect the times
Today, however, I’m putting my political ferocity on pause

Just long enough to escape with you from North America
To an as-yet-unspoiled paradise of forest, sand and beach,
Where coconuts and bananas grow free from chemicals
My love, a Pamper-Her-Friday utopia is not out of reach

Our flight departs at nine; I’ll be at your doorstep by six
I’m bringing with me a generous hug and a kiss,
If you found yourself smiling as you read that previous line
Woman, you’ve just been enraptured by the Rg2 bliss:

To instigate, not regurgitate, the gray matter of your mind
A seasoned man can make love to a woman without touch,
You’ve been reading my proseworks with many a bated breath
The moisture in your eyes and between your thighs is such

A long-held spritz of latent energy needing release
You’re that mocha woman on whom everyone depends,
The Democratic Party takes you for granted, as does family
Your bones are fragile and, late nights, the muscle ache begins

You know why? The very absence of my therapeutic hands
Has been the antidote you’ve too long gone without,
I’m just the man your body’s been calling for this summer
To pamper your tender limbs is a precious law I won’t flout

Let’s get away . . . from all this domestic terrorism and hate
The country needs more of you and me but, gosh, timeout,
I wanna gather my breath with you, take a moment or two
To revisit what being in the company of a lovely woman’s about

The tropical sunrise greets us in the morning as we lay
Your head rested peacefully atop my chest—angel-like,
Toucans and songbirds morning chirping in the distance
Daybreak poetry I’ll recite to you like a whisperer on a mic

Dedicated to you, only you, it goes something like this:
Were I to inhale the scent of your hair, woman, I dare,
To caress thee, might you hold onto me to infinity
In need of love repair, we both, for truly we care

None more than I of you . . . here, in my arms, I say
No other place I’d rather be on this Pamper-Her-Friday

. . . than with you.

Poetically yours,
Rg2

______

***
Pamper the woman . . . and forever live in her soul. -Rg2

© 2019 Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2®

 

 
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Posted by on August 10, 2019 in Pamper-Her-Friday

 

Romance by Rg2®: ‘Michael Eric Dyson is Not a Coward’: “The Political Letters by Rg2” (2)

 

Dear Dr. Dyson,

‘Michael Eric “Dynamic” Dyson is a coward.’

That was my initial thought after you at first accepted, then abruptly reneged on your acceptance of my creative-poem challenge to you in behalf of long-overdue reparations for ADOS (American Descendants of Slavery).

I thought to myself, ‘What kind of honorable man goes back on his word, especially for a cause as noble as economically, politically and socially repairing the most forgotten, neglected and mistreated people in the history of the United States, since its very founding?’

I then said to myself, ‘Marianne Williamson can’t possibly be more courageous and more committed to the humanity of ADOS than Dr. Dyson, himself a member of the ADOS community and who traces his very lineage to our uber-brave forebears, the enslaved black Americans whose free labor is the very foundation on which the American economy is built.”

I quelled my emotionalism, Dr. Dyson. Who am I to mischaracterize another man, let alone a fellow ADOS? To say I was disappointed, however, is an understatement. I looked forward to the fun. But more than that? I looked forward to the gift we would have presented to our fellow ADOS—poetry the likes of which no other two individuals, the world over, could have created.

My greatest sadness? That other ADOS, and non-ADOS around the world for that matter, were deprived of your creative advocacy, if only a few stanzas of rhyme and meter, of lyrical alchemy at which even your boy Jay-Z would have likely marveled.

But I won’t question your courage, Dr. Dyson. I won’t question your heart and commitment to the repair of our fellow ADOS. I recognize this is yeoman’s work, arguably the most unenviable task of our people in this most turbulent of political times.

It’s not for the faint of heart. ADOS are on the verge of extinction, according to the data. We could certainly use your advocacy.

No, you’re no coward, Dr. Dyson. If, however, you decide to remove our doubt, my challenge to you is open-ended.

People can evolve, right?

Spit on, professor. Upward and onward.

Creative regards,
Rg2

_______

***
Be afraid to die without having done something for the betterment of humanity. -Rg2

© 2019 Romance by Rg2®

 

 
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Posted by on August 4, 2019 in Pamper-Her-Friday

 

Pamper-Her-Friday by Rg2® 433: ‘Are You Fond of a Picnic by the Pond?’: ‘A Summer’s Romance Collection’ by Rg2 (126)

 

Dear LaWanna,

Might I be on your mind as the sun descends
On this easy July SoCal summer’s day?
I’m wearing white kakis & a white billowy shirt
Visions of you matching me on Pamper-Her-Friday:

Flowing summer dress, white, adorning your mocha body
Reserved, have I, a space only paces from Lovers Lake,
Edibles and romantic incredibles I’ve prepared for us
Flower arrangement touches I took the time to make

Granted, I’m no florist nor exactly a horticulturist
I’ve kept it as simple as a summer’s evening breeze,
Clarity of mind I intend to engender in us both
Your heart’s been locked all summer but I’ve the keys

To the inner reaches of your most intimate thoughts
You wanna free yourself of those failed loves of the past,
A fresh-over, a do-over, woman, you need a new lover
Babygirl, my hand is slow, methodical, it’s hardly fast

Take it, will you, place it gently astride your soft skin
By all means, rest your chin inside my palms awhile,
You need not say a word if your voice escapes you
I can interpret the language in your closed eyes and smile

Yes, woman, I feel you, this is pure synchronicity
Might there be a confession or two you’d like to reveal?
Mine? I’ve been anticipating the texture of your lips
To kiss a handsome stranger may be the ultimate thrill

What, you don’t kiss on the first date? Aww, shucks, now
Behold, woman, I’m no ordinary fella, this is Rg2,
Never have I coerced a woman into her discomfort
I’d much rather elicit what it is we’re here to do:

Consume champagne, sweet fruits, and one another
Holding you as we watch the summer evening sun descend,
Careful, woman, you may not want to leave my arms
Isn’t it a shame that Pamper-Her-Friday has to end?

Then again . . .

. . . intimacy is even better when dusk sets in . . . .

Yours,
Rg2

______

***
Pamper the woman . . . and her soul belongs to you. -Rg2

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Posted by on July 20, 2019 in Pamper-Her-Friday

 
 
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