There was a beautiful black woman in the small town of Summerville, arguably the most beautiful woman for miles and miles.
Though she was a mystery to everyone there.
She refused to marry a black man. She chose from one of the richer, white suitors in Summerville.
Her name is Vivienne, but she's known in Summerville by Lady V.
Lady V married Harrison Grandworth, a white man with brown hair, blue eyes, and lots of old money. She lives in his generational mansion on land that in one period of time was a plantation.
Lady V has received many offers from the hardworking black men of Summerville but turned them all down.
Once she heard Harrison has an eye for her, she'd made up her mind.
Call her what you will, but Lady V was a very successful woman. She didn't care for the gossip of the small, lower class citizens of Summerville.
One morning, while Harrison was out of town on a trip to Southern France for business, Lady V called a handyman over to fix her shower. She'd only been getting cold water.
The handyman that arrived was Eric, an old fling from high school.
Eric started small talk with Lady V while she stood in her lace and silk robe, dripping in diamonds, looking down her nose at him.
Then he finally asked her, "What's your problem? You got something against black men?"
Lady V laughed. Then she laughed again, and she kept laughing.
"Boy, I have everything against black men. You're all a bunch of self-serving niggas that want black women to be your mammies and mules until you find what you're really looking for. Y'all are just mad that black women are learning the game, and playing a lot better than you."
Lady V started walking slowly, smirking at a fuming Eric.
"Oh what? You gonna hit me? Yeah. Cause that's what you niggas do. Steal, lie, cheat, rape, and beat your women when you get mad. I'm so glad I left your garbage black ass in the dirt and I encourage EVERY black woman to do the same. You ain't shit boy. And this ain't the ghetto. You put your hands on me, my husband will make your life hell. You'll be in prison getting fucked in the ass every day. Try me."
By the time Lady V was finished speaking, she was nose to nose with Eric, smirking in his face.
"Get on your knees, nigga."
He was shaking at this point, fists balled.
"Get on your fucking knees, or I'll cry rape."
Eric's jaw started flexing, tears coming to the surface of his eyes, as he slowly sank to his knees."
