MARIONETTE

Black women manipulate men. Nicole Davis, aka, Nikki X, aka, PPX, manipulated me into being her puppet.  I was her Little Lester. She was Ms. Willie Tyler.

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She used to profess on her blog that she had a psychology degree (LOL!), until I put her on front street to prove that she did.  But she does know how to "string" a man. 

Symbolically, she had me sitting in her lap like a puppet. She knew I was hers. Whenever she needed quiet times, comfort and a friend, she found all three in me.  Whenever I
saw (513) 497-8800 on my cell phone, it was her calling.
(AL GREEN'S CALL ME PLAYS.)

LYRIC:
Call me call me call me
What a beautiful time we had together
Now it's gettin' late and we must leave each other
Just remember the time we had
And how right I tried to be
It's all in a day's work
Call me
Losing your love, acting foolishly
Go on and take your time 'cause you're only losing me
Love is a long ways from here
Tell you it's all in the way you feel
If your love is real
Come to me
Call me call me call me come back home
The best thing I can do is give back your love
Let you go away feelin' free as a dove
If you find you're a long ways from home
And somebody's doing you wrong
Just call on me baby
And come back home
Call me call me call me
Come back home
Why was she so lonely for some unemployed, uneducated midget like me? Because, big girls, like her, dig the fuck out of little guys like me!


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She wanted us to imitate Shannon Price and Gary Coleman.  Imagine that.  She creeping with me behind General Kabaka Oba's (GKO) back.
I complimented her about her big ass.  I said "big chocolate bon bons".   At first, she enjoyed it.  Then days later, "after stringing me along", she act offended.  I thought she had gotten over her feelings with GKO.  I was moving too fast.  I had to.  Next come, next serve!  But she played the "Miss Grieving And I'm Still In Love With Him" routine.
(CHER'S STILL IN LOVE WITH YOU  PLAYS.) 

LYRIC:
Visions haunt my memory

They hold on, hold on desperately
You and I were over long ago
Don't know why
My heart was last to know
Each time I find somebody new
Still in love with you
I know I been lying to myself
Baby, it's you
You know I'll deny it
But know it's true
Still in love with you
Wake up, crying in the night
These feelings I'm feeling
Prove you right
You told me
No one could take your place
No matter how I try
I can't replace
One thing you said
I know it's true
CHORUS:
Still in love with you
I know I've been lying to myself
Baby, it's true
I don't want to believe it
But what can I do
Still in love with you
You and I were over long ago
Don't know why
My heart was last to know
Chorus
I know I been lying
lying all along
Baby, it's you
And I know I'll deny it
But know it's true
Still in love with you
I know I been lying to myself
Baby, it's you
Chorus

What the fuck? She was the one who reached for my dick with her right hand in her car right in front of my place of residence at 825 William Howard Taft Road, Cincinnati, Ohio, 45206. So dam right, I'm gonna accept her sexual advances. But afterwards, I realized how much of a bipolar woman she was. She did all that crap talking about feeling "very uncomfortable" by my compliments concerning her big ass, but she wasn't uncomfortable about giving me some pages of her porno of couples naked and fucking?  The bitch is looney!
(Korn's Twisted Transistor plays.)

LYRIC:
Hey you, hey you devils little sisterBut I stringed her too. She became my puppet when I emailed her this, "I, The Delegate Resign from The Black/Blax Fist. Goodnight." It made her happy that she finally got what she wanted out of me, you know, me breakin' ties with GKO.  So she thought. She never know that she was being manipulated by me. I was test driving her like a muthafuka. If I had truly broken ties with General Oba, I wouldn't have still been hangin' with him. I was with him at the Timothy Thomas Memorial 2006 a week before he was murdered. I recorded the memorial.

Listening to your twisted transistor
Hold it between your legs turn it up, turn it up
The wind is coming through can't get enough
A lone-ly life where no one understands you
But don't give up because the music do
Music do! (x6)
Because the music do
And it is reaching inside you, forever preaching
fuck you too
your scream's a whisper
Hang on you twisted transistor
Hey you, hey you finally you get it
The world ain't fair, eat you if you let it
And as your tears fall on your breast, your dress
Vibrations coming through you're in a mess
A lone-ly life where no one understands you
But don't give up because the music do
Music do! (x6)
Because the music do
And it is reaching inside you, forever preaching
fuck you too
your scream's a whisper
Hang on you twisted transistor
Music do! (x4)
Hey you, hey you this won't hurt a bit (THIS WON'T HURT A BIT!
THIS WON'T HURT!)
Says who says who? anesthetize this bitch (ANESTHETIZE THIS BITCH!
ANESTHETIZE!)
Just let me be between you and me don't fit
Music do and it is reaching
Inside you, forever preaching
Fuck you too
your scream's a whisper
Hang on you twisted transistor
But I stringed her too. She became my puppet when I emailed her this, "I, The Delegate Resign from The Black/Blax Fist. Goodnight." It made her happy that she finally got what she wanted out of me, you know, me breakin' ties with GKO.  So she thought. She never know that she was being manipulated by me. I was test driving her like a muthafuka. If I had truly broken ties with General Oba, I wouldn't have still been hangin' with him. I was with him at the Timothy Thomas Memorial 2006 a week before he was murdered. I recorded the memorial.

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She doesn't have that copy either. That day she had said to me, "Good luck on your future endeavors", I knew I had her strung along. I turned her puppet game into my game! That dumb ass bitch!
Finally she's off her ass and trying to be  independent, instead of remaining a welfare mom. Bout muthafukin time!
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Why did she wait until after GKO's death, to want to be independent?  Because when he passed away, so did her money from him. She had to search for work. She had a son?  No excuse for her collecting welfare.  Plenty of mothers in Winton Terrace work.

PHOTO OF WINTON TERRACE (WINTON HILLS) COURTESY OF CMHA.
Those mothers have more than one child, too. Absolutely, no excuse for her being a "stay at home-eating-WhiteCastles mom".  Go figures, that she wanted a man to take care of her. Good luck if she finds another though.  She had the opportunity of a lifetime with GKO and she fucked that up!
Everybody knows about her depraved mind. That day in her car, when she pulled out from what she called her "X FILES" folder, those porno pages, it only meant one thing, she wanted to get fucked by me. She knew that I had the meat for her treat! Enough to do her rough! Stamina to please her clitoria!  Fast to do her hole in the ass!

 

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PHOTOS OF NICOLE DAVIS, AKA, NIKKI X, AKA, PPX.