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         UNTRADITIONAL Vol. II: The Evolution of Passion-Fy  By  DNC     UNTRADITIONAL VOLUME II The Evolution of Passion-Fy Copyright © 2022 by D. Coleman  Manufactured in the United States    ISBN: 979-8-218-05531-8 This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or fictional. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons—living or dead—is entirely coincidental.  All rights reserved. This book, or any portion thereof, may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the expressed written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.  Edited by: Elizabeth Drake-Boyt (Erete’s Bloom) Jessica Williams (Williams Consultants)  Cover Design & Publisher: H.E.R. Legacy Photo: Kita Bryant (Kitaography)      This book is dedicated to all Black women on a journey to find, explore and elevate their purest selves. We are not exotic. We are not a fetish. What we are cannot be described or measured by any current standards.   We are the Earth’s promise to God.     ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS  I must thank God for continuing to bless each step I take, no matter how hard it has been for me. When I wrote this book, I was going through my own spiritual, mental and sexual transformation: breaking down the origin of what I thought I knew only to open up a new evolution into love and lust. The process has been scary yet refreshing and if it wasn’t for my consistent prayers for direction and confirmation on my steps, I’m not sure I would have continued to make them.  Mom, your heavenly voice rings clear in my ears. Looking through your high school yearbook showed me that writing is genetic for us. Your poems are perfection. Each day I write, I continue your legacy. One day we shall meet again and read our words to each other.  Next, I have to thank my sisters for pushing me to the finish line: Anginique, April, Crystal, Dana, Darrieal, Erin, Jen, Jessica, Shanna, and Shelley. Each one of you have come into my life at different phases to contribute to the woman I am today. You have saved me over and over again from myself and I can’t thank you enough. Love y’all past the next galaxy.  I also have to thank my readers, my Wine Down with Words and Passionate Patreon family. Each of you has helped reinforce the certainty that my voice and words matter even when I feel like they aren’t heard. My passion-fy stories have brought some of your kids into this world, helped you open a new world with your significant other, and even challenged you to learn more about yourself and what you like. I promise that this next set of stories will push you further to find an ecstasy fitting your daily life. The act of writing them did so for me.           UNTRADITIONAL: When you allow your desires to live beyond the constraints of a conventional world.     PASSION-FY:   1) A genre of fiction depicting intensely emotional characters based on untraditional sexual scenarios.  2) The marriage between contemporary romance and erotica.      Table of Contents STANDING OVATION LOOK AT ME BEAUTY BEHIND THE BEAST: Part I THE CHOSEN STAR BEAUTY BEHIND THE BEAST: Part II STROKING MASTERPIECE BEAUTY BEHIND THE BEAST: Part III NEWISH ABOUT THE AUTHOR     STANDING OVATION  When the curtains close and the applause grow louder, I stand and prepare. I remember the work and progress. I evolve while others remain stagnate.  Before the curtains open and I proceed with the encore, I regain energy and focus. I rise into my newfound glory. I stand in a place others wouldn’t dare.  When the spotlight hits me again, I accept my full self. I find power in my sensual being. I curate sexuality because it lives in my roots.  I move to my mark on the stage. The curtains open. The spotlight hits. Hands clap. I live.          Voyeurism /vwä-ˈyər-ˌi-zəm/  noun: the practice of obtaining sexual gratification from observing others.1        LOOK AT ME   “Fuck this job!” I yell to Romi through the phone.  “Girl, stop! That job pays for that dope and expensive-ass condo you live in.”  She’s right. I close the door and place my keys on the entry table. I kick off my strappy tan heels and head down the hall toward my kitchen.  “You’re right, Sis. You know I don’t mean it.” We laugh as I sit my purse on the bar.  “I just wish they didn’t make us work so long in the day. I mean, over four hours is just too much.” “Who are you telling? Girl, they had the nerve to have a contract negotiation at 8 a.m. today.” “On a Friday?” “On a Friday!”  “Girl, that’s not allowed on any damn day.” I nod, knowing damn well I would have shut that down as soon as I saw it come across my calendar.  The faint scent of lavender and vanilla sweep across my nose.  “Yay, Clint got a bath today.” I turn and walk into my room. I follow the smell into my bathroom where my Yorkie eagerly waits for me. “Hiring Melanie was such a great idea!” “You’re welcome. I’ll send the bill at the end of the month for my consulting services,” Romi confirms. “She’s the best dog sitter I’ve ever had. If Dyanna hadn’t shared her with me, we both would have been out of luck.” I can’t agree more. She’s worth the entire one-hundred and