“Fortune favors the audacious.”
Fiction by Charles Micheaux
The May sun was bright and warm and eye saw the most beautifully colored bird flapping it’s wings as
it descended from the heavens and the sky. The bird was utterly magnificent to behold even if I were
dreaming, but what eye saw and felt was not a dream.
The bird flew past me, it flew past time, yes, it even flew past the sweeping hand on my watch,
it flew past the flowers in bloom, it flew past too many abortions and uncovered trash cans.
Dead roses with thorns no longer acute while gripped tight.
Where was this bird on it’s way I wondered…
It’s wing stopped flapping and finally the bird rested high atop a black lamp post at
Baltimore City’s Inner Harbor.
A young white man named Richard Hertz sat alone on a bench watching the boats enter and exit the beautiful Inner Harbor of Baltimore. Richard Hertz a 25-year old Peanut farmer from Plains, Georgia had come to Baltimore to attend his older brother’s wedding and after the wedding he decided to stay in Baltimore a few more days. This in fact was the very first time Richard (Dick) had ever set foot outside the state of Georgia. The people he met in Baltimore were all happy and friendly only the gay men who came on to him made him feel uneasy. Back home in Plains all the people in the town just called him Dick.
Dick closed his eyes and thought of his ex-girl back home.
He wished they had not broken up and he feared they would never get get back together again.
When he opened his eyes he saw a very beautiful woman who sat down on the bench next to him.
The beautiful redhead pulled the band away from her hair then shook her head and her lush locks spread
over her shoulders. She reached in her bag a pulled out a small container of hand sanitizer and spread it all over her hands and fingers.
She looked over at Dick and smiled.
“Come here often?”
Not able to hide his southern drawl he replied.
“No mam, I’m from Georgia.”
“Really! Where in Georgia are you from?”
“You ever here of Plains, Georgia?” He asked.
“Not really, well, what I mean to say is, I never met anyone from Plains, Georgia;
say, that’s where President Jimmy Carter is from.”
She extended her hand.
“Please, my name is Priscilla and you are?”
“My name is Richard Hertz Jr. but everybody back home just calls me Dick.”
She puts her hand to her mouth so not to laugh.
“So, Dick what brings you to Baltimore?”
“My older brother Tim he just got married and I was his best man, so that’s why I’m here.
I thought I’d spend a couple of days just hanging out and taking in the city of Baltimore.”
Priscilla pulls a Subway sandwich from her bag and holds it up.
“Are you hungry Dick… I got this Tuna fish sandwich that I can’t eat by myself.
Here take half of it. come on, Tuna’s good for you.
Here, really, I can’t eat the whole thing by myself.
So, do you have a girl friend?
I’m sure a handsome guy like you has girls chasing after him all the time.”
“I had a girl, but we broke up two weeks ago.
I don’t know if we ever gonna get back together though.”
“How do you like the Tuna? Is it good?
I’m sorry to hear about your girl back home.
Tell me, what do you do for a living?”
“Me, I’m a Peanut farmer.”
“Really! How fascinating…what made you want to become a Peanut farmer?”
Well, see it’s a family business, my great grand daddy, my grand daddy and my daddy all worked the farm I’m working now.”
“I see, so in fact, you are running a business…Wow! I’m impressed!
You do smoke, right Dick?”
“You want me to smoke a joint right here in broad daylight?”
“What? You afraid? Dick, nobody is gonna arrest you for smoking a little weed with me,
come on honey, lighten up. Here take a hit.
You know, I could really go for a guy like you –Dick.
If you could spend this evening with me would you want to?”
“Like, we go on a date… sort thing?
“You know Dick, I like your face, it’s kind and I love your beautiful blue eyes.
You sorta remind me of Steve McQueen. You are a very sexy man.
I’m sure all the girls tell you that all the time.
So, would you like to take me back to your hotel room and we can entertain each other
and possibly explore the joys of… French kissing?
Dick’s hotel was exactly across the street from the Inner Harbor twenty minutes later
Dick and Priscilla were alone in Dick’s room and the curtains were drawn.
The room was dark and quiet.
Priscilla kicked off her boat shoes.
Then jumped on top of the queen size bed.
Dick appeared lost.
Priscilla reached out her arms for Dick to lay down beside her on the bed.
Dick slowly laid down beside her she rolled on top of Dick and stuck her tongue in his ear.
She pulled it out slowly and looking down on him she took her finger and placed it on his lip.
“Now there is the matter of payment we must take care of before I go any further in tonight’s
entertainment. I’m going to need $300.00 in cash before I let you into the sweet forest.”
Dick grabbed his wallet and pulled out three fresh one hundred dollar bills and handed them to her.
She slowly unbuckled his belt and began to roll down his pants.
Startled at the sight of his Batman underwear, thoroughly amused by his matching Batman socks,she shook her head and started to giggle.