Mar’e Nature
It was a summer afternoon, and I was relaxing at my Dominican sweetheart’s well air-conditioned condominium. Her name is Yaris, and she looked good as usual clad in her blue halter-top and shorts. She was short with long black hair,…
It was a summer afternoon, and I was relaxing at my Dominican sweetheart’s well air-conditioned condominium. Her name is Yaris, and she looked good as usual clad in her blue halter-top and shorts. She was short with long black hair,…
Ela and I were in Malibu for the weekend. We were at a party in a mansion that overlooked Zuna Beach. I wore an ice-blue linen outfit and matching sandals. Ela, my girlfriend was a Romanian tanned beauty with long…
It was Valentine’s Day, the day of love and affection. I was in my European-style kitchen cooking up some oxtails, brown rice, and vegetables. The meal was for my woman, Drew. She was a short brown-skinned Ebony goddess with a…
I was out in Miami doing a photo shoot. The weather was gorgeous, sunny, and warm. I was shirtless, garbed in long white shorts and matching sneakers. The woman I photographed for my double summer edition of Goodfella$ magazine was…
Chapter 1: Early Morning Uptown. Harlem, New York, May 25, 1998, sleeping in a cozy apartment was DeVante, a brown-skinned African-American male and high school senior. At exactly 6:30 in the morning, 2Pac's "I Get Around" song serenaded the bedroom…
I read an e-mail from my online friend Ariel, saying that she would be flying into New York this weekend for business and staying for a few days. The news made me jump and cheered. I felt as if God had…
It was early morning as I drove up West 72nd Street in my ice-blue Ferrari F430. It felt like summer on this spring day. I turned right driving fast up Riverside Drive at a top speed when I finally stopped…
It was Friday night. I was at a Manhattan nightclub having a great time. I felt like the coolest dude in the club with my blue designer dress shirt and matching blue suede espadrilles. The latest rap jams were blaring,…
The blaring hip-hop and R&B music synchronized with the energy that oozed of the hundred costumed bodies at my Halloween Masquerade Ball at the Cipriani in Wall Street. Guests thronged the dance floor and photographers from my Goodfella$ magazine ran…