Preview of my new IR story Vanilla Escape

(First of a three story series)

Lena McKenneth and Delilah Gerard were at the Styling Profile beauty salon, getting their hair done as part of their weekly beauty ritual. The two best friends were out and about in Atlanta, been best friends since junior high.

“Girl, I’m so glad to be going out with you. So glad to be away from Greg, most of all.” Lena said to Delilah while they were sitting under the dryer.

Lena recently had a bad break-up with her boyfriend Greg, who not only cheated on her but also couldn’t keep a job. Greg and Lena were college sweethearts that had lived together in their apartment. Greg was recently fired from his pizza delivery job because of customer complaints, late deliveries, etc. Lena, on the other hand, continued to work as a secretary at a major law firm. She also sells Avon among other things when she’s not in the office.

“I know what you mean, girl. This is one of many things we need. After we get our hair done, we’re going to the nail salon, the mall, and even go to this club downtown later tonight.” Delilah said as she looked at a hair magazine.

Delilah was fresh from a divorce from her husband Thomas, a medical doctor at Emory. She and Thomas were married for almost ten years and their divorce was almost like a Snapped episode meets a Terry McMillan novel. Thomas cheated on her with nurse, was controlling with finances, and lacked in the romance department because he’s too tired to have sex with her. The divorce settlement made Delilah very wealthy yet she still works at a big advertising firm.

Both women have a few similarities between them. They’re both successful black women, both fresh from bad relationships, and both live in Atlanta. Here’s what makes them different: Delilah’s the tall, black, fit yet curvy-in-all-the-right-places divorcee who lives in Buckhead; Petite and very voluptuous Lena’s the legal secretary who secretly dreams of being a successful entrepreneur who lives in College Park.

The women chatted while they were getting their hair done. Three hours later, they went to the nail salon to get manicures and pedicures. “So tell me about this new club you heard about.” Lena said to Delilah.

“This club is called Escape and it’s catered to black women only. The place has been open for two weeks and is the talk in town. The dress code there is very sexy. Plus, ladies get in for free always and they got a large dessert buffet. We must get our sexy on!” Delilah explained to her.

“I’m game for it! I’m ready to bring my sexy on!” Lena said excitedly.

“That’s my girl! I’m ready to get my sexy back, I’m glad to be free from uptight, snooty Thomas.” Delilah said.

After getting their nails done, the women went over to the mall for some new outfits. They even stopped by a perfume shop for some new smell good, they also went to the jewelry store for new bling. Delilah even got herself a ring that had more diamond carats than her former wedding band.

“So what time should we go to this Escape club?” Lena asked Delilah.

“We’ll go at 9 o’clock. I’ll pick you up at your place.” Delilah replied.

“Cool.” Lena said to her.

That night, both women got themselves all dolled up and headed to Escape. They arrived in front of a three-story brick building with a silver, cursive-lettered signed read “Escape”.

They went inside the red paint and black lace decorated lobby. They were greeted by a thin black woman named Tammy. “Ladies, welcome to Escape. Let’s get you two your membership cards.” She said

Delilah and Lena followed Tammy to the other side of the lobby with a red backdrop and took each other’s pictures with a digital camera. Then, Tammy transferred the pictures from her camera to the computer and printed them on to red and black lace decorated cards.

“Here are your cards, ladies. Welcome to Escape and enjoy your visit.” Tammy said as she led them to a room with a door covered by a sheer white sheet.

Lena and Delilah entered the large, vanilla incense-scented room. There were all sorts of hot looking white men making out and/or seducing a lot of black women. The room was furnished with ivory and white furniture. On the sofa, there was a fit black woman in a red dress being passionately kissed on the lips by a blonde-haired, blue eyed white man while a dark-haired white man sitting beside her caressed her legs. Over on the table, another white guy was on top of a thick black girl and the guy was half naked.

“This whole room smells of sex and vanilla.” Lena said to Delilah.

“Yes, this is what they call the Vanilla floor.” The black woman said standing next to Lena as she was about to take a white guy to the kitchen. Lena and Delilah then went into the dining room where they saw the massive dessert buffet with chilled oysters and champagne by the buffet table. The table had chocolate-dipped fruits, three chocolate fountains, and a few cans of whipped cream.

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