G-mama was born in nineteen thirty-nine. At the age
of sixty-six she looked every minute of it; but she
had young, kind eyes. The best way to describe her
aura is ‘She exuded the unfading beauty of a
gentle and quiet spirit.’
real name was Gloria Brieman; her street name was
Glory. The people she took in called her G-mama. Glory
was an ex-prostitute who after thirty years in the
life, left the streets and developed a relationship
with God. She came to realize that all the trials
she had survived in her life would enable her to help
others. Her life had a lot of up’s and down’s,
she laughed and cried as you will while reading this
Ghetto has a G-mama, this book will tell you about
the one from my neighborhood. We are going to start
at the beginning so everyone is clear on how she came
to be, and why.
1942 ‘Route 66’ by Nat King Cole’
Solomon Brieman wished he had not taken that last
step. He knew it was too late when he heard the click
of the land-mine. Before he could think a bullet struck
him in the back. The M-16 fell from his hands to French
wife; Bernadine’s words echoed in his ears,
“Why can’t you stay home and work? I miss
you when you are over there fighting the Germans!”
now he wondered why he had listened to her. She must
have known something in her heart when she woke him
in the middle of the night two days before he shipped
out to return to duty begging him to stay, “It’s
too dangerous, I’m scared you won’t make
had been right, now I will never make it home. His
children’s faces flashed before his eyes; Harrison
Jr., fourteen, Harriet, twelve and Gloria, three.
spirit left his body with his last breath. Instead
of his orb going up to heaven, it floated across the
ocean toward Compton, California. He had to see his
across the Atlantic he was joined by his parents and
several other loved ones who had passed on before
him. “Hello son, we are your welcome committee.”
is that you?”
son, it’s me. Your mom’s here too.”
thought about you and missed you a lot.”
time you thought about us, we were right there with
wish I didn’t have to be dead to see you.”
God has a plan for all of us.”
didn’t you watch over me and warn me before
I got killed?”
don’t have any control over that, only God knows
the time and the place when he will call one of his
is my family going to make it without me?”
worry son, it may take some time, but they will be
‘Bernadine’ by Pat Boone
cab pulled up, Gloria watched a man with a lot of
shiny buttons and medals on his jacket get out. Bernadine
saw him too. She stood up from the sewing table where
she was working on a poodle skirt for Harriet.
nights before she dreamt that Harrison was sitting
on the bed. She felt him shaking her and could smell
his essence, “Bernadine I came to say goodbye.”
The next morning fully woke she convinced herself
that it was just a dream.
next morning during breakfast Harriet asked, “Mom
how long is Daddy staying home this time?”
are you talking about girl? Your Daddy’s not
I talked to him for a long time last night, he was
sitting on the end of my bed.”
Jr. did not say a word, lest they would know that
he was crazy too. He had played chess with his father
heard the word ‘Daddy’ and started calling
from her high chair. “Daddy! Want Daddy! Daddy!
heard the knock on the door; she put her hand over
her heart as if it hurt. “Harriet take Glory
and wait in the kitchen until I call you.”
Jr. came running in from the park. He knew what was
happening before the officer spoke, “The United
States government regrets to inform you that your
husband, Lieutenant Harrison Solomon Brieman was killed
in battle while defending his country.”
the officer left Harrison Jr. walked into the kitchen.
Glory looked up from the kitchen floor where she sat
confused holding Harriet’s head, “What’s
the matter Harry? Why are you cwying?”
picked Glory up and took Harriet’s hand, they
joined Bernadine on the couch. She sat looking at
nothing, not saying a word. When Bernadine finally
stood up she let out a wail the likes of which they
had never heard before.
neighbors who had been standing outside came into
the house. Everyone knew what the officer’s
visit meant. There had been so many of these visits
that when a cab was engaged by an officer carrying
a briefcase at the airport, bus or train station,
the driver would ask, “You bringing bad news?”
The driver called in a code along with the address
to the dispatcher who notified drivers in the area.
They knocked on doors letting the neighbors know to
get ready. The war had claimed so many sons and husbands
that it was almost a weekly event. The neighbors banded
together to offer their assistance and sympathetic
what seemed like a long time of watching peoples mouths
move and not comprehending anything they said, Bernadine
told the neighbors, “I would like to lie down
now.” She slowly walked up the stairs with her
best friend Theresa’s assistance and closed
the door to her bedroom.
The neighbors took shifts coming to check on her bringing
food and drink for the children who just sat in the
living room looking lost. Glory was too young to understand
what was going on, but she knew it had to be something
bad, she had never seen her family so unhappy.
stayed in her room sleeping; when she was not asleep
she stared out the big bay window at the California
palm trees that lined the streets. ‘Why was
the sky so blue?
clenched Harrison’s dog tags in her hand. Why
were those blue jays and red robins flitting around
like everything was all right? Why wasn’t it
raining to let everyone know that the world was about
to come to a hideous end. Life could not go on without
her Harrison. Didn’t they know that? For a wonderful
man like Harrison to die the way he did, there had
to be something terrible on the horizon. God would
not let the world stand this way, he just couldn’t
let the world continue to exist without him.’
lieutenant had told her that there was not enough
of Harrison left to send home to bury. The day before
the wake she got up to ready the house. The neighbors
organized the wake and people sat around talking about
what a great guy Harrison was.
brother arrived from North Carolina. Some of his military
buddies came; most of them were missing limbs or nursing
wounds that enabled them to stay home and receive
honorable medical discharge from the army, they were
no longer able to fight and did not know what they
would do with themselves other than go in and out
of the Veterans hospitals. They all looked like their
spirits had been broken in two.
looked at the ten thousand dollar check the government
gave her in exchange for her husband and the father
of her children. She knew it would not be enough to
take care of them forever.
would have to find work doing the only thing she was
qualified for. She was bitter, she was angry; this
was not how her life was supposed to go. Her one and
only love had died, leaving her with three children
to bring up on a meager maids salary of a dollar a
had always said, “No wife of mine is going to
work. I bring home the bacon, your job is to stay
in the kitchen, barefoot and pregnant.” She
missed the jokes they shared.
had taken a three month leave to spend time with his
family before going back to start another tour in
the war. He told the family of his decision to become
a career soldier one morning over breakfast. Bernadine
had been more than a little salty that day and did
not have much to say.
over lunch, he asked, “Something wrong honey?”
She threw down the Dutch cleanser she was using to
clean the porcelain sink and let him have it with
both barrels, “When I married you I didn’t
sign up to have a husband that I only see once in
a blue moon. I want a man that I can cuddle up with
every night,” she screamed.
lump, someone has to protect our country or we could
end up back in slavery, or with some Nazi exterminating
every person because their eye’s are not blue
or their hair is not blonde, or he just decides he
doesn’t like them. What if every man decided
to stay home? Bernie, I am protecting my family and
my country because that is what a man is supposed
to do. Please understand, I would feel less than a
husband and father if I stayed here and did nothing
knowing that the place we call home is in danger.”
cuddled Bernadine; all she could do was sigh with
knew what was happening with the war, she read the
papers and listened to the news. She was proud of
her brave husband, but he had done his duty for the
country. Eligible men were obligated during war time
to stay in for the duration of the war plus six months.
Now he wanted to sign up for the next twenty or thirty
I just miss you so much. Don’t you think you
are pushing it just a little bit? People are dying
over there in France. Can’t you just stay home
and get a job.”
supposed to miss me, but you know what?” He
playfully wrapped his arms around her and startled
tickling her, something he always did when she was
upset with him to coax her out of her dark mood.
a few more years I will be retired and we can sit
home in our rocking chairs, on our front porch together
everyday. Then you will be wishing I had somewhere
else to be and you know what else?”
on now, boy!” she said blushing as he took her
hand and led her to the bedroom.
left, left, right, left, shake that butt from left
to right, you bout to have a soldier in yo’
bed tonight.” They both laughed, he was always
making up little songs.
the bedroom Harrison slowly peeled her dress off while
taking in every inch of her beautiful ebony skin.
He studied the inviting way her cleavage looked in
her bra. He replaced his tongue at the spot where
his eyes rested deep in her valley.
moaned with the electricity of his touch. She sensed
rather than felt her dress and apron fall to the floor.
He ran his hands between her skin and garter belt
and before she knew it her stockings were pooled around
her ankles. Her breathing became labored as he sat
and pulled her toward him by the elastic of her underwear.
He used his teeth to pull them down, lingering in
between her V deeply breathing in her fragrance.
smell so good to me. Two days before I leave I am
going to make love to you every two hours. I don’t
want you to wash or bathe afterwards. I want you to
wear the same pair of underwear until I leave.”
she laughed, “but can I ask why you want me
to do this?”
going to take them with me, keep ‘em tucked
in my helmet, that way at night when I go to sleep
I can put my helmet over my face and smell you and
think about these times. It’s a way for me to
be with you even though we are oceans apart.”
Uhm, Mr. Brieman, you are so nasty. That sounds kinky
to me; but what you want you know you can get.”
She unbuttoned his shirt and he lay back on the bed
so that she could pull the legs of his pants revealing
his muscled thighs and calves. She threw the pants
to the other side of the room. She grabbed his underwear
and yanked them down freeing nine inches of thick
manhood that slapped back against his navel. She loved
looking at his bronze body, the way his legs, arms
and chest rippled when he moved aroused her.
are you staring at Mrs. Brieman?”
beautiful husband,” She lay down on him and
teased the hair on his chest with her teeth, biting
just enough to pull the curled hairs straight, before
traveling to his nipple which grew taut and firm under
started to moan and cupped her cheeks in his hand
rubbing the throbbing vein on the underside of his
penis against her moistness; she moaned louder.
don’t tease me too much. I’m liable to
release this pressure too fast.” He lifted her
up so that he could see between her legs. He loved
to look at her down there. A few minutes ago her clit
was a third of the size it was now. He loved the fact
that he was the first and only man she had ever been
with. He felt like royalty ruling over his kingdom;
her body. He had taken his time fine-tuning her like
a car engine. They had explored every inch of one
took her labia in between his thumb and forefingers
and pulled her up his chest until she rested on his
tongue. She was so hot and wet and tasted so good.
He stuck his tongue inside of her and sucked the juices
out, then he nibbled at the hard knot between her
lips before beating it hard and fast with the lizard
that was his tongue.
Harrison, that feels so…. So….So….
looked up into her face as her eyes rolled back in
her head. Her body jerked against his mouth and she
fell against the headboard. She was as limp as a rag
doll. He lifted her by the waist and moved her prone
on the bed, straddled over her and watched as his
manhood disappeared into her mouth.
Uhmm, she moaned with his penis deep in her throat
where the vibrations on his head made him grow longer.
She had definitely taken instruction well, she knew
how to pull everything out of him and when he tried
to stop so that he would not ejaculate in her mouth
she grabbed his thigh, digging her nails into his
muscle with the other hand she put her index finger
on his anus with just enough pressure that he was
unable to move.
baby, I don’t want to come yet.”
ignored his plea, her head was deep in the pillow
as he squirted the hot acidic juice down her throat
and she swallowed as he throbbed against her teeth.
He tried to pull away and she plunged her finger inside
of him and massaged his prostrate from inside.
was something new, he wanted to ask where she had
learned to do this but he could not speak, he was
so sensitive that he wanted to scream like a woman,
to his amazement he was actually stiffening again.
you like that?” she asked as she let him go
and flipped him onto his back and climbed on top of
tell me you like it. What’s the matter the big
strong soldier can’t talk? Cat got your tongue?”
She laughed as she pushed on, riding him hard.
was laughing, but the truth was he couldn’t
talk. He felt like the back of his head was going
to come off. He had always waited in between at least
fifteen minutes before he could go again, but this
new technique made him feel sensations he did not
know he was capable of and she was riding him as if
he was a stallion. “Well, giddy yup damn it,”
had definitely flipped the script on him. Theresa
who was her best friend and lived two doors down the
street had given her some pointers. Theresa had one
of those hot-blooded Hispanic men and shared things
with her that she had never dreamed of. She even showed
her some pictures and used a banana to show her how
to take him deep in her throat without gagging.
had always been the teacher, but he discovered that
he liked her taking the lead. He felt her walls squeezing
and throbbing. When he looked in her face there was
defiance there. She was cuming like a freight train,
yet she was not stopping. Before she had to wait before
resuming, come to think about it, she had never had
two orgasms in one session, but here she was going
for number three. He had to admit she had his motor
running; going so fast that he was about to explode
lay there triumphant, her toes curling and uncurling.
She could still hear the roar from his orgasm. She
felt powerful. She felt like she was the boss. Yeah
that’s it, he was always the boss, not that
she was complaining because he always satisfied her,
but today they had reached a new plateau.
soon as I catch my breath and get me some water,”
He was trying to speak and catch his breath at the
same time, his chest heaving; “You are going
to tell me where you learned all this new stuff,”
he said pointing a finger at her.
giggled and rose to get a cool wash clothe and some
water. By the time she returned Harrison was fast
asleep. She lay down next to him, as she slept she
felt a fluttering in her abdomen and a smile turned
up the corners of her mouth. A silvery light sprinkled
inside of her like glitter leaving a tiny miraculous
gift in her womb.
stayed in bed until she heard the kids coming in from
school, as usual their voices woke Glory from her
nap. She put a smock on and went to see about their
snack and getting dinner started.