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by toto
Rated: 18+ · Monologue · Other · #1257118
The Death of Lottiemae's son and also her wedding
LOTTIEMAE TELLS HER FRIEND MS. PLEASURE ON THE PHONE ABOUT HER WEDDING.


Girl let me hollor at you. My wedding day blue and white bells hagging from the ceilingtop, a song playing on the record player, you know the one by Larry Gram(ONE IN A MILLION). Harold(my husband) always told me that I was his one in a million lady, he could love no other. But you know how men are they talk out the sides of their mouths.They eyes start romeing and they let what's in their pants lead them.My father walked me down the aisle to the alter, gave me over to this man,but before he left my side he whispered something to Harold like you better take good care of my daughter or else I 'm going to hunt you down and murderize you.So the preacher said his thing we ,we kissed and it was over.So going on to the Lover's Lane Hall where the reception took place,the food was catered by the KOKO Catering Service and girl some people said that the food smelled so good until people started eating it the salad, roast beef,potatoes, bread, was all good until they came to the chicken some people said the chicken tasted like wood.


LOTTIEMAE TALKS BOUT THE BIRTH AND DEATH OF HER SON

It was a sunny day in June of 1969; I was going into labor to have my baby, laying on the table in the delivery room at the hospital , I see nurses, doctors all around me. The doctor said that I had dialated 9 cm. ready to have my baby. I thought that I could push but the doctor told me not to. I said to my self,'"I wish this baby would come on here"'.I couldn't have any water they kept trying to give me ice cubes to suck on "'Ain't that a bitch"'.So here goes the baby is coming, Harold standing by my side the doctor asked him if he would like to come and see the baby be born Harold with his brave ass said yea.I guess after me sqeezing his hands so tight that his fingers got cramped, this was a relief for him. So he went down to the end of the table and as soon as the head started coming , we heard a thump this fool fainted. I said,"'fine time for you to tak e your evening nap"'. He didn't faint when he was giving me this baby, like I said men can't take pain they only know how to dish it out. So the baby is here the doctor gave it a slap it cried, then all of a sudden I didn't hear my baby cry no more. They rushed my baby to icu for babies. I just layed there hollowring WHAT'S WRONG WITH MY BABY. I told Harold to go see what's up and he did but when he came back I saw that he face was long and streams of tears running down it I knew that my baby was dead.
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