Salma's Solution Part II
And The Origin of the Exiled Princess Nanda
Salma Hayek, Penelope Cruz, & Jennifer Love Hewitt
with Ananda Lewis, Samantha Mumba, Julia Channel, Charmaine Sinclair, & Geese Howard
NOTE - This story immediately follows Loin of Lucy Part 2
The night is on the verge of giving way to day, but it'd been a long night anyway. It started with Hayek and Cruz prowling around the Strip, roving Sin City like a pair of Wild Bitches in heat. Their mission had been known only to them, but one thing was for sure? Salma was shopping for the means to defeat Geese's Girls so that she could prove to him that she was the best bitch for the job of leading his Band of Bitches. Mind you, she was determined to name the group; A Band of Bitches. She was sure she could convince him of the name change. Either way she uttered a word here, a few calls there, then a small exchange of money… and everything was rolling.
Over the last hour, they'd gotten some more news about Geese's Japanese girl thanks to the handiwork of Jennifer Love Hewitt. But they got way more than they could've ever expected from Jenn! She not only defeated Chiaki Kuriyama, but she also beat her bitch of a best friend, Lucy Liu. Even as things were winding down here the last few patrons were quick to call her the Dragonslayer, which made Jenn blush and beam with pride!
All of them, Salma, Penelope and Jenn, were still collecting themselves at the Diner, as well as looking back on the quick cunt-kicking they'd handed out to 2/3rd's of the now defunct Blond Ambition. Penelope could see the sense of satisfaction on Salma's face and hear it in her voice. Salma was happy to lay Britney and Melissa out before winding up back here at the Diner, especially Britney. She owed Britney for whippin her ass last time they fought, but every so often Penelope would see Salma zone out as they talked about it with Jenn. They'd done a good job of staying out of the larger groups way and avoiding the little sidebar shit-fit-fights that were brewing all over the place, but Penelope could also see that Salma was continuously fiddling with the handcuff's that Geese had given her. Even though he'd said some powerful shit to her, Penelope was starting to suspect some sort of TRICK on his part… but she couldn't figure out what.
As they talked, Penelope remembered that when they were here at the Diner earlier, they'd just come across an entourage that turned out to be that of the so-called Empress of Adult Entertainment, Jenna Jameson. Ha, Empress my ass. Penelope didn't like the pale blond bitches nasty little fuck buddy, Briana Banks. The two had almost gone at it till Salma and Jenna kept the pair from throwing down the gloves and getting into it right then and there.
Never mind the fact that Penelope told Jenna that everyone knew that Janine was the Empress of Adult Entertainment and Jenna was a second-place-shadow! But while her right-hand henchwoman was worked up and raring to go, Salma had noticed that Jameson had an unusually large convoy of White bitches and they looked a little too snazzy for Salma's taste, and sure enough? Jenna and her pack of porn bitches took over one half of the fine establishment known as the Diner. More and more of her ilk kept creeping in till Salma said it was time for them to go. Salma had heard one of Jenna's little contract cunts… McKenzie Lee, a Brit Bitch (Scottish actually), talking a little too loud for even Jenna's taste about how they were massing together for some kind of raid on a group called the Black Pagans.
Either way, Salma decided that whether they were porn poon or not, it was too many of them to risk fucking up their major objective and so they left. Salma and Penelope didn't dwell too long on things, as more random reports of fist fights came crawling in on their cellphones from Salma's hired help, till finally one of the creepy little bastards stated that they'd heard that two Black bitches were yammering about fucking up Vivica Fox for something she'd done or was supposed to do or something! That was also when the call came in that Jennifer had hit pay dirt back at the very Diner they'd left earlier! Salma didn't waste time. She got her ass in gear and they went back to where the West was won and the Stripped Chiaki and Loin of Lucy were served up HOT and FRESH!
Unfortunately…
Geese also showed up…
And things took an interesting turn from there. Even when he left, Salma was left staring at the handcuffs that had held her hard while Cat beat the crap out of her. Even as she stood in the Diner, she could see and feel that fight with Cat. Her body started that slow tingle of recognition, arousal, and awareness that she'd gotten her cunt kicked pretty damn badly. Just as badly as the bitches that Jenn had served up here at the Diner. Even worse than what she had done to Britney a few hours ago. She could remember how hard she was wailing for somebody, ANYBODY, to HELP HER!!!!
Even as Penelope watched Salma sinking in her own thoughts while Jenn was talking, Penelope was sure that the cuffs were some sort of… some sort of distraction! That had to be it! But… even Penelope had to admit that Salma started off happy as hell when they'd come in and saw what Jenn had done, but as soon as he showed up… she just lost all of her enthusiasm… just like when they were arguing with Britney and her bitch. This shit is really starting to bother her… was all Penelope was left with."
No matter how Salma sliced it, it was always the same… I couldn't get out. I COULDN'T GET OUT! DAMMIT!
"Hey Sal, are you alright? Hey?! Are you alright?"
Penelope took Salma by her hands as Jennifer chimed in "Salma? You don't look so good. C'mon, c'mon and sit down."
But Salma tried to wave them off "Its okay, I'm okay." He showed up just in time. Everything Jenn said… about…Chiaki? Salma nodded to herself and wasn't saying a word to the others. She could probably take that kind of humiliation, from everything Jenn said Chiaki could take being stripped and shit like that, but… but Lucy? No, she shook her head again, noooo… that arrogant bitch… it would've broken her… and he showed up just in time and not lightly either. He came here fully prepared to make people back off, one way or another.
But as Salma stared into her own thoughts, Penelope wasn't buying it and she realized that they were still up in here and this place was shot to shit after two amazing fuckin fights in a row "C'mon, c'mon, I think we've added enough excitement to Sin City for one evening." She didn't wait, she took Salma by her hand and just started going "We gotta get you out of here."
Jennifer followed, smiling as she was waved and whistled at by a few lingering people from her fights with Chiaki and Lucy. I still can't believe I won TWICE in ONE NIGHT! Against some really good bitches! Man, this is GREAT! I'M A WINNER, YEAHHHHHHHHHHH! But? What was up with the whole exchange between, she followed Salma and Penelope out the door as some more people gave her well wishes What was up with that whole thing with Geese? That guy is creepy. I mean creepy in a really, you don’t wanna fuck with him, kinda creepy. They were fawnin all over that guy and then, Jenn looked at Salma who just, she was just? Out of it. She looked totally lost. What the hell is going on here and if I’m not mistaken, Jenn just came out with it “Are you trying to get in with this guy?”
Penelope stopped, Salma stopped by default and then Penelope huffed and looked at Jennifer "Not now Jennifer." Ugh, last thing Sal needs is "that guy".
"I'm just saying. You guys, I mean Salma has really put it out there like he's total"
"Yes." Salma was staring straight ahead, but she said it again "Yes Jenn, I'm trying to get in with him."
"But"
Salma sighed as she cut Jenn off, and not a sigh like; Jenn you dumb cunt shut the fuck up, but a sigh like; Jenn you dumb cunt shut the fuck up so I can explain "I want in because," she could see herself laid the fuck out and it made her throat feel dry, but she admitted "if I don't get in with him, then I'm dead meat and so is Penelope… and so are you." She could see all of them laid low somewhere. Just laid the fuck out, stripped just like Chiaki and Lucy were, butt-naked… and handcuffed, just like she'd been… and not a soul coming to help them. Not a single SOLITARY SOUL was gonna make the save… she could smell the scent of piss and pussy in this place, see how hard they'd fought, and got knocked the fuck out… and by the time they'd get out of that shit… they'd be all fucked up in the head from it.
Penelope looked at Salma in disbelief and immediately said "C'mon Salma, you can't let last year getchu down! You're on a"
"It's not gonna last." Salma spoke more in a daze, but more like she was being totally honest and not sugarcoating anything. She could still remember getting on that plane, just getting the fuck away! I had to get away! Then Salma smirked, why the fuck am I thinking about Earth, Wind and Fire? Ohhh yeah, they have a song called Getaway.
Jennifer jumped in with "But why don't you just ask him and join his"
Penelope sucked her teeth and told her "Because he's fucking them."
Jenn raised an eyebrow "Really?"
"Yes," Salma sighed "he took them in because I think he is in love with them. He won't accept anybody else because he's doing what he's doing because of the way that he feels about Chiaki, Lucy and that brute-Black-bitch Vivica. I hate them."
Jenn was actually surprised by the fact that Salma would say that, but Penelope told her best friend to "Let it go. You don't need him. Why are you so sure that"
But Salma, who was still standing there staring straight ahead into the creeping retreat of night into day, told her best buddy "Look at what happened to Britney and Melissa? We beat their asses easily, but it's because they're totally demoralized. Where can they go? Who knows, because of this shit, that we did to them tonight? Who knows, Britney might do some crazy shit like…. Shave her fuckin head or some shit like that." Both Penelope and Jenn looked at her like they would believe it… when they saw it, but Salma spoke on "Their group is gone and they weren't really doing anything anyway. I have to admit… I felt good about beating their asses, but when he gave me the handcuffs" she looked down at them "When he gave me these." Her nipples hardened as she remembered that fateful first day and the even worse ass-whippin the second time around "He reminded me that I AM just like them. MJH (Melissa Joan Hart) didn't get chased out of the League to regain her confidence, I did. So I'm actually worse than them."
Penelope turned Salma towards her and could see that her confidence was, it has to be a trick! I can't let him fuck with her head like this! "Easy Sal, settle down, I'm right here with you."
Jennifer nodded "I know I'm not much, but I'll give it everything I've GOT! So count me in!" I've found my place and I'm sticking with you guys! Plus, I'm a fuckin WINNER NOW! YEAHHHHHH! Me, the Winner! ME! Ye ole Dragonslayer! I wonder if I'm like, +10 versus all Asians or some shit like that?!
Salma turned around and looked at Jenn, smiled at her, then "Thank you Jenn… but lets be honest. You and I… have had a real rough go of it." then she looked at Penelope "You're the only one of the three of us that hasn't had her share of shitty ass losses. No matter how much I try to"
"ENOUGH! I WON'T LISTEN TO ANYMORE OF THIS NEGATIVITY! WE'RE BEST FRIENDS!" Penelope took Salma's hands in hers but she felt how TIGHT her best friends grip was on those cuffs "I wasn't here last time, but I'm here NOW! I'll never let something like that HAPPEN AGAIN!" But no sooner did she say that she saw a strange look on Jennifer's face and she asked her "What is it?"
"I swore I just" Jenn squinted as she finished her sentence "saw someone spying on us?" Jenn pointed towards the parking lot across from the Diner's parking lot "Someone just ducked behind that building." Hope its not one of those crazy looking maids he has. Those bitches carry guns and look like they aren't afraid to use them! Sayyyy, by the way? Was it me or were those some of the hottest looking maids I'd ever seen before in my fuckin life? Why was I thinking I'd seen some of those bitches before… somewhere…
Penelope wanted to go see who the, no, no. Still too many people out here and Salma seems to be melting down. He did this on purpose, he gave her the cuffs on "Give me those!" She tried to take them away from Salma, but Salma pulled away violently! Penelope told her "Don't you see, he gave u the cuffs so he could get inside your HEAD! He's trying to get you turned around so that you're just like Vivica."
But then Salma told her in an almost passionless, dead voice "I am like Vivica. I am, and that's why I want in. I just want him to give me a fair chance."
Jenn was confused "Uhh, fair chance to join his group or uhhh, fair chance to join his… harem?"
Salma ignored her while Penelope was ready to slap Jenn sideways! But Salma answered anyway "Both." Hmph, I doubt he'll really get to know me like that. Can't really say if it is too much jealousy of who he decided to start with or if I'm just confused because of...
Penelope gasped "U gotta be JOKING! Say it is a joke! Then we can all laugh and, SAY YOU'RE JOKING DAMMIT!"
Salma shook her head once, definitively, "No jokes" then she rubbed her fingers over the smooth metal of the handcuffs "I want in, I need in. I've got all of this, but my spirit? It's fragile now. I won't lie to myself and I can't lie now that I've taken in Jenn. Look at what we did to Britney. That could be us next time… and where will we go? Who has our backs? NOBODY! Maybe… maybe I want in because it is my job as Leader to actually LEAD! I can't be a good leader while being an even better liar. I can't lie and pretend and march us right into disaster. By the way" she glanced around at them, seeing that she had their complete attention "I've heard a rumor… that Jeri Ryan… was booted out of the ABA."
Jenn couldn't "NO WAY!?" Even Penelope was a bit… shocked.
“The way he tended to Chiaki and Lucy. The way he talked to them” Salma looked at both of her bitches “I’m the Lead Bitch here, but I know why I got driven off, driven out of the League. Remember Penny? Remember when we got started on the path to victory?”
Penelope… sighed and nodded, but before Jenn could utter a word Salma explained again “We left from that place in East LA, to find someone we knew could help. To start off in a group that wouldn’t fly apart like Gen Prime does every five seconds and need constant ‘retooling’ because of it. One that isn’t PHONY like the ABA or FAVORED like Stone Rage’s Ragged Cunt-lipped Fab 4 FUCK-UP’s!” Salma looked at them both and didn’t hide her feelings “He cares about them. He ran down here to make sure they didn’t get run over like I did” then she pointed to Jenn “or you did. That’s what we NEED! We need someone we know will not send OTHER BITCHES to do the job! Look at what happened when Stone Rage sent those fools to help the Fab-4 Fuck-Up’s?”
Jenn gave Salma a wry smile and said "You reallllly hate them."
But Salma again was straight with her "YES! Because they're Stone Rage's Lapdogs! Those are HIS BITCHES! This is HIS LEAGUE! But he only looks after HIS BITCHES! What about the REST of US!? What, we don't COUNT!? Halle fucked over Daisy Fuentes! That bitch Cat did all kinds of shit to me! His other barf-bitch, Tia, humiliated me! I got totally disrespected by Jenny and Christina from the ABA! How am I supposed to FIGHT," Salma was looking more than a little wild-eyed as she asked them "the Fab-4 AND the ABA!? Alyssa and CAT!? C'MON!? Yes I have Penelope now, I have you now, but when we fought in that bar? I won. I FUCKIN WON!? That's BAD!"
Penelope slowed her down "Easy now, you got lucky in that bar."
"And that's the problem, I DID GET LUCKY! I managed to hold out longer, THIS TIME! What about NEXT TIME? How about, the time after that, huh?!"
Jenn was still confused by "But Salma, he's… kind of in some sort of… relationship with them. Doesn't that kind of" she let the sentence trail off and Salma answered her with a headshake. She made it clear that she wasn't but so concerned about that with a simple… headshake.
Deep in her heart, Salma could care less about actually being in a relationship with him, she was just looking for someplace where she could KNOW that they had a place to rest up and recoup at. A place where they could honestly know that THEY were favored and valued and wouldn't be left out in the cold! I'm the Lead Bitch here, and I have to make sure that my pack has some place to go where no one would dare to follow us back to. To know that someone will come looking for us if we aren't back in a certain amount of time. I can't let Penny and Jenn down by leading them on, thinking I'm Super Salma and then caving at the worst fuckin time!
Then her cellphone went off "Shit" Salma opened it and looked, then "Looks like we have some more shopping to do. Jenn, c'mon, you can get a room at where we're going."
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As Salma and Penelope watched and waited till Jenn got in her car, then as they got into Salma's hummer… Ananda and Samantha moved back out of the shadows and watched them go. Ananda told Samantha "Told you something big was going down at the Diner."
The last thing Samantha wanted was another Ananda Lewis lesson "Ok, so it was, ANDDDD we MISSED IT, duh. Doesn't matter what was going down at the Diner if we missed it."
"You are too damn negative Sam. C'mon, I got an idea… and I know a place where we can crash for free." Looks like its time for the exile to return and take you up on that offer, big man.
But as Ananda started walking Samantha grabbed her arm "I'm tired of all this sneakin the fuck around! I want some fuckin payback Nanda! I want bloody payback and I want that shit, NOW!"
Ananda… stopped cold… sighed like the world was on her shoulders. She saw the frustration in her young friends eyes, but she knew "It's still not time yet Sam, now let go," she looked down at her arm which was being tightly clutched by the young dumb cunt with her "of my arm."
And Samantha Mumba, former Gen Prime pussy, EXPLODED "ALL THE TIME WITH YOU ITS, not now Sam, not now! THEY STABBED US IN THE FUCKIN BACK! That bitch Christina! BLAMED US FOR SHIT NOT WORKIN OUT!" Ananda sighed as Samantha kept being loud, kept making it clear to any idiot walking by that this bitch had a LOT of pent up aggression "THEY CAN'T DO THIS TO US!!!!" and yes, she let go of Ananda's arm, just so she could rant and rave with a little more "feeling"!
"They already did it to us. They already fucked us over pretty good Sam. Just let it go. We just have to wait till" "WAIT!? We've been WAITING FOR HOW LONG!? JESUS CHRIST IS GONNA COME THE HELL BACK AT THIS RATE! FACE-IT, YOU ARE FUCKIN-SCARED-OF-THEM! YOU'RE SCARED OF THOSE DOUCHEBAGS!"
Ananda stood there for a second…
FUMING… as the echo of Samantha's voice… died off, at least it was an echo to her. So much SHIT goin on… can't believe those fuckin TRAITORS booting me outta the Nation, WHAT THE FUCK! See that was the real reason why Ananda hadn't been able to concentrate on her scheme, never mind that Samantha, no matter how fuckin pretty… was an impatient pain-in-the-ass Princess with an oversized Amazonian ATTITUDE! Yes she wanted revenge, I'm not scared… of nobody, but?
Ananda had real fuckin issues to contend with, like the fact that the Cherokee Nation had voted to OUST all the Blacks within IT! No bullshit here, not for Nanda! She'd been planning on getting even with Christina for fuckin her over and Samantha was more than happy to help! But revenge took a backseat to reality when Nanda started hearing rumors that the Nation was seriously considering REMOVING the Black Cherokee members from its ranks!
What happened next had Nanda spending more and more time at Cherokee Council meetings, speaking with Elders of the Tribe, speaking with other Black Cherokee and trying to stop the nonsense that was being driven by one man and one man alone! What she found, was so startling, shocking, that it threw her for a total loop! Matters within the Nation took precedence over worrying about revenge against Gen Prime, and the deeper it got? The more it drained away her partner's patience!
Samantha didn't give a fuck about all this other shit! All she knew was Christina and the rest of Gen Prime had to FUCKIN SUFFER! She'd gotten so fed up with Ananda and her sidebar SHIT that she went back to Ireland to found her own group and return to America to take revenge, BUT!
Her nasty ass temperament and psychotic obsession with getting even with Christina Aguilera, imploded her group and got her labeled pretty fuckin badly among certain crowds, as unstable. Eventually she had some minor misadventures including a run-in with her own countrywoman who said on national radio that she was pretty, but she looked like a monkey! This… didn't exactly raise Samantha's spirits and her planned singing career comeback was a total FAILURE, selling only THIRTY TICKETS and being summarily CANCELLED! The British Reality-TV show she did only showed she was a bratty little-impulsively-STUPID, BITCH! Who could rage against mankind just as well as a machine, while self destructing in five seconds!
With this folder of flops and the still unresolved revenge on Gen Prime, the angry Irish wench returned to the U.S. to seek revenge again, only to abort her attack when she saw that Gen Prime's membership was still too deep for her to fight them alone… so? She called up Ananda, who immediately collared her by pointing out all of her misadventures and reminding her that she, Samantha, lived in the U.S. now, out in LA. Why she needed to go back to Dublin and look for people was just crazy when she had been living in LA for how long now? Plenty of people there that would've been more than happy to join her in getting even with Gen Prime!
So Ananda forced her to follow HER PLAN, and be patient, but Ananda also made it clear that she HAD TO FINISH THE BUSINESS IN THE NATION!
Once that was done… then she could worry about "League Business". Ananda, like so many other American Blacks, took their membership to any Native American Nation, very seriously. The last thing she could worry about was some dumb ass fuckin league and some no-talent smelly ass, rat-haired, COWARDLY BITCH LIKE CHRISTINA, when her very IDENTITY was on the line!
In the end, Ananda, like so many other Black Cherokee's, were voted Non-Citizens of the Cherokee Nation. Ananda was utterly devastated and it took her some weeks to even get her head right, to wrap her mind around the fact that her line was easily traced and that she truly was, but none of that mattered. What's one more FUCKIN BETRAYAL, right? So… having spent a large portion of her money on funding for attorneys and trying to stop this insanity before it happened… Ananda was stuck with the fact that she had spent a large portion of her finances, all for naught! So, she finally told Samantha that the time was now, but a part of Ananda was still sitting shocked in that room as they tallied the last votes and she saw that although the voter turn out was low, it was still in overwhelming favor of… ousting the "niggers".
The reality of it, the bigger reason why she saw it that way, was also another reason why she had come to Vegas. Even as she was explaining to Samantha why she was doing what she was doing and why Sam had to shut the fuck up and calm down… all Ananda kept saying to herself was… You smart mouthed fuckin bastard… I can't believe he was right about this… I can't believe it…
"Look, we could really use your help with this!" Ananda didn't mean to whine but she was low on funds and couldn't sustain the defense of the other Black Cherokee's anymore. They told her of a man who had very deep connections, racially, with the Nation, but he'd never once came to any meetings, nor gotten involved with the Nation, supposedly because his mother had told him long ago that being "Indian" did WHAT, for the Indians?
He immediately took his mothers words to heart and got a reaffirmation from his father and never bothered to speak on his "Indian blood connections", ever again. But Ananda could see it when she looked at him. She could tell as she sat here now, desperate for his help, that he was most definitely Native American Black, however…
"Hmphf," Geese smirked at her "So the chickens have come home to roost and now you need… my help." Ahh, the stupidity of the Dead and the Dying.
Ananda looked at him perplexed and muttered "I don't under," then she spoke up "This is the first time we've ever talked?" But that look of utter disgust, it reminded her of… Samantha?
Even as Julia set the saucer and steaming cup of tea down, Ananda was immediately drawn to the fact that the tea set that he was using was an absolute black with beautifully engraved gold wringing laurel patterns around the necks and upper portions of each piece of pottery "It's presumptuous," Julia sneered "to believe that you're the first person to come here looking for money. How do you think those whom you support knew where to find the Master at?" Julia made it obvious that she didn't LIKE Ananda's conversational topic. Julia herself, had more than enough experience in being half-Black and she knew the inner most thoughts of her Master on the subject and she ESPECIALLY KNEW that he held little regard for "forced alliances".
It hit Ananda, dammit! Fuckin FOOLS! Set me "I, I didn't know that someone had been here before."
As he sipped his tea, with his eyes cast downward, Charmaine spoke from her right-shouldered position next to his chair "The Master has been frequently asked to show his face since he became successful. Prior to that? He was just another 'Freed Nigger Slave descendant' who may or MAY NOT, feed off the fact that Cherokee's and all members of the Native American Nation have certain exemptions, from the U.S. government."
Ananda actually drew back as the tone in Charmaine's voice, and the language "Whoa, whoa, easy. I didn't come here to start trouble, but" then she looked at him "Why the"
He looked up at her and told her "Because it is reality. Does reality… scare you… Ms. Lewis?"
Ananda winced as she could see in his eyes that, he was not someone… who moved for others… "Look," she tried to choose her words carefully as she saw that Charmaine honestly looked like she was ready to fight with her, physically "Look I just came here because"
Charmaine told her softly in her sweetest cockney accent "You haven't answered the Master's question. That's very rude of you, tart!"
Ananda blinked rapidly and kinda, looked away and then smiled, got herself in order and then said "Did, didddd, you just call me a 'tart'? You---- do know you aren't in England, right?"
Julia immediately responded in a heavy French accent "And you aren't in Kansas anymore! How dare you come here BEGGING FOR MONEY! You don't even recognize the situation!"
"Ladies," Geese set his cup down and Julia and Charmaine heeled immediately as he explained to "Ananda, you'll have to excuse them. They're very overprotective of me, which I appreciate to death. But they know how I feel on this matter, aht-aht-aht."
He stopped Ananda from speaking with an upraised hand and told her "Look, one problem that we as Black people have, is we look to too many others. We find too many commonalities without enough emphasis on the fact that it is up to us to repair the damage to our reputations, to our families, our self-image, etc. The Cherokee, in particular, fought with the Confederacy. They even fought internally prior to that, about whether or not they should even involve themselves in the Civil War. I am well aware that slavery among the Native American Nations was NOT the slavery of Whites, but to me, slavery is slavery. Black, White, Yellow, Brown or Blue?" .
He sighed "It's all the same to me. I have had calls from South Africa, people wanting me to invest, but once I investigate and see that they are filling their pockets and leaving the citizenry to fend for themselves? I tell them, no. Just like I am telling you, no. It is about more than the fact that I'm Black, but acknowledging that the issues we face will take many, many generations to correct and I am well aware that I will not live to see these things rectified."
She looked at him in shock as he told her "The Native American Nation, has its own agenda's, its own issues. Unlike our people, they have NOT survived intact enough to continue forward and they struggle desperately to hold on to what they have left. In all honesty, the fact that the Elders and this fool are pulling this nonsense is actually laughable. How many 'Pure Blooded Cherokee' do you believe actually even EXIST anymore." He started laughing uncontrollably while Julia poured him another cup of tea and Charmaine smiled at Ananda, knowing how her Master's words were like a knife twisting slowly in Ananda's heart, especially the fact that he found it amusing.
Then his laughter died down and his face turned solemn and he looked at her, sadly "My parents, taught me to focus on what is important. It appears that yours did not." His face brightened a bit and he pressed forward with "Just as I can trace my American Indian heritage, I can trace my Black heritage. I have no need to claim quarter this, third that, fifth of vodka with a dash of gin. I am Black my dear, I have no desire to be seen any other way. I also do not mind whatever opinions are heaped or tossed at me about that decision. You are wasting your time… and time…" he sipped his tea, savored it…
Then he told her calmly, coolly “Time cannot be gotten back my dear. The only ‘friend’ or Nation that we as Black people have, is ourselves. We are to blame for our own ups and downs because we are the only ones who are truly affected by our successes or failures. Yes, yes, I know, I know about the surface shit, but this is about the big picture Ms. Lewis. It is the slave mentality, the Nigger mentality, that drives some Blacks to fight ten times harder for anyone else except other Blacks,”
He smiled at her “I despise these New Age Niggers with their pathetic excuses and justifications for why they have decided to sell their souls and dignity for some money. A little gold, some small trinkets and a bunch of easily repossessed cars and trucks. The fools play right into the tarnished image heaped upon us by too many others, not just Whites. What’s worse is, if gold and trinkets didn’t help the Kings and Queens of the Mali or Songhai Dynasty’s! Didn’t save the Kingdoms of Ndongo and Matamba? What good will it do a bunch of miseducated idiots who pray off of their own people like the Jaga did during the destruction of Black civilization. My priority… is to get rid of the Niggers, not waste my time contributing to a cause that has non-Blacks in complete control of it.”
It was only then that Ananda recognized that "You were the one who kept"
He smiled “That’s right. I never thought much of BET” now he just looked totally uninterested, but even as his eyes were elsewhere in a clear sign to show Ananda of how little he cared for the subject, his mouth… kept on going “If you’re going to name something; Black Entertainment Television” then he looked at her with a face full of bewilderment and evil intentions as he asked Ananda “Shouldn’t something you foolishly label after your own race, shouldn’t it do its absolute BEST to show the BEST of WHO WE ARE? Even when I was a child,” he sipped his tea, savoring the fact that he came from nothing, so he could honestly remember what it meant to have nothing “Even as a child, I hated BET. I was never impressed with it, ever. The quality of the programming was pathetic, the subject matter tame and trivial and the way it was presented? Reminded me of morons pretending to be smarter than they were. I’m sure some might say I’m doing the same thing, but wait… there’s more. Opportunist, looking to feed off of Black people’s absolute need for something positive to see on television, of themselves. Unless you like to see slop and shit, and music videos! God the music videos. Ananda, we have a lot of work to do and time is marching forward, without us. We are in competition with an invisible clock. Look at the American Indian, learn from them. They never realized that they were in danger of being exterminated… and now… they will never recover. So then, they eventually get these concessions from the government, which any fool knows can be taken away at any moment. Bear in mind that this extends to ANYONE within this country. I’ve found that this reality is most devastating to White Americans, when they learn they are expendable just like everyone else here.”
Julia perked up and said “The Master especially enjoyed the way that the Dixie Chicks were treated when they spoke out against the War, when they tried to tell people that it was a mistake. They lost everything and the very same people who loved them so much turned on them in a heartbeat! In the end, when they were proven right? Who exactly has come out to apologize to them? Who EXACTLY has had the balls to admit that they were right? Nobody, that’s who. Nobody, and understand that, the Dixie Chicks are far from broke, but they have been unable to reclaim the kind of respect and adoration that they once held. But it’s not about the money, its about being respected for standing on what they believe in and people having the courage to go back and apologize for fucking them over like that! Now people are clamoring to stop something that they should have been able to see through in the FIRST PLACE!”
Ananda looked at her "Ok, okay, okay! You guys are all over the place here! We've gone from the situation with the Cherokee, to Black politics, to the War?"
Charmaine sneered at her “You don’t get it do you. You really are a daft bitch,” Ananda went to say something, but Charmaine laid it out nice and easy for her “It’s called REALITY, you FOOL! What the Master is talking about is actual analysis of a situation and then making a goddamn choice based on FACTS and INFORMATION! If for instance, the Whites would turn on a dime on their own, what exactly will happen to those who aren’t even on the same level? He makes his decisions, NOT on EMOTION OR SURFACE CONNECTIONS, but based off of reality and what is MOST IMPORTANT, you DUMB CUNT!”
Ananda stood up abruptly “YOU KNOW WHAT!?”
Then as the two of them started to face off, his laugh cut through the tension “Ananda, relax! My lovely ladies and I are testing you. You respond better than most and I really can’t see why you were allowed to be kicked out of Gen Prime, but I’m still not giving you any money for that Fool’s Quest with the Cherokee.” Ananda looked at him and started to plead, she could see clear as day that he was, but he simply shook his head “I have no desire to ‘escape’ being Black. I’m a member of the oldest living race on the planet, no matter what I’m watered down with.” Ananda was trying to figure out if he was fuckin with her again when he told her “I’m the father of all other races” then he laughed and leaned forward as he told her abruptly “Guess that means I have a lot of Child Support to pay! You know us Black men ain’t too faithful and responsible and all that, HAH-HAH-HAH! Relax Ananda, relax, sit down, sit down.” he motioned for her to sit down.
And just like that, Julia and Charmaine were all smiles as their Master told Ananda “Look, when your War to force the Cherokee’s to acknowledge you fails, come back to Vegas and see me. Nothing like watching Black people trying to force someone to accept them. I personally find it funny, because when you go and do your own thing, funny thing is? That the people who didn’t want you there? End up coming to see what the fuck you’re doing! They can’t understand why the bastards and bitches who kept pleading to get in have… disappeared! Try it sometimes. Try being comfortable being with yourself, BY yourself, you remember don’t you? It was how you became so popular, because you were willing to look at YOURSELF in the mirror, FIRST! And ask that all-important question of; what the fuck am I doing? Works wonders when you learn who you are and what you wanna do, but… I’m rambling now and… I believe you already have another War that’s on hold,” but even as she stammered in protest about the fact that there was no way that the Nation would vote them out, that he had said so much stuff and she wanted to respond, but he told her again, with even more confidence in the outcome “They will oust all of you. That is the reality. You come see me then, hah-hah-ha! They will OUST YOUR BLACK ASSES!” and he kept laughing as he told her “You come back then, alright, OKAY!? Give Joan of Arc here some tea. She looks like she’s about to have a nervous breakdown over the reality of the situation that it is the CHEROKEE NATION, not the BLACK CHEROKEE NATION.” He spoke to her like she was retarded, but then he stopped, took a deep breath, muttered “Always knew this PC-Crap would lead to no good” then he smiled at her and said “Nanda of the Cherokee Nation, yessss, I like it. Exiled PRINCESS NANDA!!!! HA-HA-HA, exiled Princess, Exiled Princess! That would make a great title of a book, Exiled Princess Nanda of Africa! HA!”
Geese just kept laughing at her as another maid enforcer had crept up on her, and gave her a saucer with another beautiful black cup on it. Julia was right there in front of her, and smiled at her, seeing that Ananda’s world was crumbling at the fact that this man swore that she would fail in the end. Julia poured her some tea slowly and then curtly nodded while his insane laughter echoed throughout his office and his haunting words still rung true to her “We are all expendable in the end, or so it seems”
He pointed to Ananda and his voice turned deadly serious and the laughter stopped as he told her “When Li Hui convinced Ma Chao the Splendid to join Liu Bei who was in the midst of trying to take the territory of Yizhou from that foolish relative of his, Liu Zhong. Li Hui told Ma Chao, who was more bold than brains; just like the wise bird chooses its perch well, the wise man chooses his Master well. What that means Ananda is; choose wisely and learn how to fight battles that actually matter, Princess Nanda, or you’ll wind up doing the same stupid shit that Ma Chao had done to get him in the mess he was in. It was his POOR CHOICES that had him serving someone else in the FIRST PLACE! The fool revolted earlier while his family was still inside an unsafe region. He got all 200 of them wiped out including his wife and children! He was one helluva warrior, but he was reckless, stupid, and IGNORANT to the REALITY of the situation! Sound familiar about a certain race we’re a part of? The ignorance didn’t get HIM KILLED, but it got those nearest and DEAREST, KILLED!” he pointed at her hard “You remember that,” as he sneered “Princess Nanda of the Black Cherokee…”-
She hated that haunting laugh of his. But the evil son-of-a-so-and-so was RIGHT! Damn HIM! This is CRAZY! Long time ago, Ananda had rose to prominence because of her public stance that her inability to be comfortable with who she was, had her too often times falling for the whispered sweet nothings of whoever her current boyfriend was and sleeping with him wayyy too early and ultimately being DUMPED when he was done with her! She publicly talked about her decision to abstain from sex until she was sure about who SHE WAS and why she was doing the things she was doing, in her relationships. It took a lot of soul-searching and along the way she passed up on some so-called fine men, but in the end, she got her feet underneath her, and figured out her personal problems and set herself straight in her personal life.
But this situation with the Cherokee Nation was just… it was just? Ananda clinched her fists as she knew that she had spent almost all of her money for a failed cause and now she was taking him up on his offer or barging in unannounced! She'd made sure to look up this Ma Chao and in the end, creepy bastard was right. Ananda looked at Samantha and told her quietly "We have to do this MY WAY, okay?! My way. We're outnumbered and even though I thought we could find some new people because of this whole Vegas situation, we, look. I have an idea. Now c'mon. All of your hollering is bound to attract the wrong kind of attention." That perch speech had better not have been some bullshit, Geese. Sam and I need a place to recoup at and you dropped a big enough hint that you were willing to help me with the whole Gen Prime situation. You'd better not have been bullshitting me "C'mon Sam…"
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