By Darrell A. Cador
Sasha stood in ankle-high grass at the base of a large Sycamore tree. Near the edge of the Palmer Tobacco field was where this majestic landmark resided. Under the veil of its natural awning did she peer into the vastness at Joshua, who seemed impervious to the oppressive Tennesseean heat, laboring along side his father Levi and brother Sammy, as he had for the better part of his twenty-two years. As if being told to do so, Joshua lifted his head and saw Sasha’s face silently calling out to him from the distance.
Pleased at the sight of a chiseled, shirtless Joshua, Sasha smiled and entertained thoughts. Thoughts of what Joshua must’ve been smiling about while staring at the strands of her denim shorts as they blew in the breeze across the beauty of her smooth, caramel thighs.
Being reared in the same rural area practically as siblings had strengthened Joshua and Sasha’s bond. He, being the youngest of two, had seven years of separation between he and his older brother. Outside of his father, Joshua’s male bonding playfully came through the clutched fists of Sasha’s brothers. She, being a middle child of five, laid claim to three brothers, two older and one younger than she, with a sister younger than he. Closer than close had Sasha and Joshua grown over the years, yet there was a sensuality that blew in the midst of a mid-summer’s breeze which reminded her that Joshua was no brother of hers.
A quick jaunt to and from the Big House, as it was called, brought Sasha back in the comfort of the shade’s ninety-five degrees.
"Joshua!" she shouted, while holding up a large glass of iced tea. Slowly he used his massive forearms to clear the sweat from his brow and saw that Sasha had been used to answer his prayer. Joshua jogged with anticipation toward the object of his desire.
Arriving under the Sycamore, Sasha handed him the tall, chilled glass.
"Thanks. Been wantin’ this for a long time." Sasha smiled, absorbing the fullness of his gratitude.
"Hope you like it."
"Hope it wasn’t too much trouble."
"No trouble at all. I…I wanted to do it."
Slowly, Joshua began to consume his beverage, tilting his head back as he swallowed. Beads of sweat rolled down his neck and chest like splashes of fallen rain, enhancing his already glistening torso. Sasha watched with intent the pulsations of his powerful throat, heightening her hunger as he quenched his thirst.
"Thanks. That was good," he said.
"There’s more if you want."
"Good. That be nice."
Joshua extended the empty glass and watched as Sasha turned and headed back toward the Big House.
The first glass of tea soon became a distant memory as Joshua gazed at Sasha from behind. His mind was fresh with glimpses of a childhood Sasha, but his eyes were the canvas for the Sasha that was before him, and their differences were that of night and day. Images flashed of times past. Images of tree climbing, swimming in nearby lagoons, sitting at the supper table. All with Sasha. Testosterone raced through Joshua’s veins with the strength of the mighty Mississippi at the sight of Sasha returning from the Big house. His loins responded to the intense heat within. Stepping ever so close, Sasha’s womanly contour became more detailed. Rich, supple skin housed her five-foot, two inch frame. "Here. Sorry to keep you waiting."
"No problem. It was worth the wait." Slowly, he drank. Afterwards he thanked Sasha and again returned the glass to her. As their eyes fell lustfully upon each other only the sound of the Sycamore’s rustling leaves could be heard.
Joshua’s stomach trembled with anxiety as he felt strong, primal urges rising inside of him.
"Guess I better be getting back," he said, as a last minute reprieve from a plunge into the unknown.
"Yeah. Guess so."
"Thanks for the tea."
Joshua turned and headed back into the heat of and unforgiving sun. A heat that his skin found more bearable than that which singed his soul in the shadows of the Sycamore’s leaves. Sasha leaned against the tree, eyes closed, and wondered if her few remaining fibers of restraint would be enough.
Each step Joshua took farther into the fields brought Sasha’s desire for him more under subjection. Joshua soon reached the area of his previous efforts and, glancing over his shoulder, saw Sasha’s eyes fixed on him just as before. With his day’s work resumed Joshua posed over and over to himself the eternal question, "What us gone’ do Sasha? What us gone’ do?"
Copyright © by Darrell A.Cador
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About When Seasons Change
Lorena Daniels, a senior loan officer for a Chicago-based credit union, has just broken up with her live-in boyfriend of four years. Days later, while having lunch with a co-worker at a nearby restaurant, Lorena unknowingly catches the eye of Randall James, their stand-in waiter for the afternoon who doubles as a fulltime chef. Another chance encounter finds Lorena and Randall at a local supermarket where their friendship sets sail. They soon embark on a vibrant, fast-paced relationship that harbors more than its share of intriguing ups and downs. One that explores the depths of every emotion and one that, unknowingly to them, parallels the changes in seasons.
When Seasons Change was published by Family Affair Books on May 21, 2006 and is a novel written by Mr.Darrell A.Cador.
When Seasons Change was dedicated to his wife and is available at the following:
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About A Good Woman is Hard to Find
What do you get with four young men, all searching to find their soul mate at the same time? Well, if its four men on the mother of all missions, then definitely expect the unexpected! Following a friendly wager at a nearby fitness center Jordan, Dale, Marcus, and, Tyrus set out on a desperate journey of life, love, and the pursuit of their Ms. Right at a time when men outnumber women 7-to-1!
A Good Woman is Hard to Find is available at
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About Family Affair Books
Family Affair Books accepts fiction and romance novels. Some of their books include When Seasons Change by Darrell A.Cador and A Good Woman is Hard to Find by Darrell A.Cador. Their goal is to utilize every angle to get our books into the book stores.
August 11, 2007. Carol Books, Sacramento CA.4:00pm
September 28, 2007. Congressional Black Caucus, Washington Convention Center, Washington, DC. 3:30pm
Thursday, June 14,2007. Ms. April Sims Interview with Mr. Darrell A.Cador. BlogTalk Radio . 7pm.
July 21, 2007. Book Signing at Karibu Books The Centre' at Forestville, Forestville, MD. 2:30pm
July 27, 2007. Book Signing at Karibu Books Bowie Town Center, Bowie, MD. 6:30pm
When Seasons Change
ISBN-10 : 1599759357
ISBN-13 : 9781599759357
A Good Woman is Hard to Find
Copyright © by Darrell A.Cador