About Aura Brown: Life Choices by Angelia Menchan:
Aura Brown is a beautiful, talented sought after attorney in Center City, Florida. She has been an out of the closet lesbian for years and enjoying her life as a single mother, surrounded by a loving family. However, her life changes when Malcolm Broa11-Black enters her life and she finds his attention fascinating and she is attracted to him. She become embroiled in a passionate relationship with him and in the blinking of an eye, everything she thought she knew about herself changed. How will she handle these changes and how will her life be transformed or disrupted by her Life Choices? Will everyone embrace this new Aura or will she be met with resistance at every turn? More importantly, what choices will she make and how will it affect those she loves? Angelia Vernon Menchan takes us headlong into Aura’s world, revealing how one woman’s life is turned upside down by choices she never thought she would have to make and moreso how the world around her reacts to her choices. AURA BROWN: LIFE CHOICES is a timely and touching story that will make readers wonder about their own LIFE CHOICES.

Excerpt
After taking a shower, Alexandra showed her around the apartment. It was actually quite simple by American standards with two bedrooms, two bathrooms and the living, cooking, dining area combined, but the ninth floor view was stunning and Alexandra had it decorated with plush furnishings, pillows and rugs. It was earthy and gorgeous. Aura was salivating from the food fragrances wafting from the kitchen.
“Yummy, what is that I smell?”
Aura rubbed her bump, which was quite noticeable through her thin t-shirt. They still hadn’t discussed it.
“It’s couscous, vegetable stew and fish.”
“I’m so hungry, since I got pregnant, I can never seem to get enough food.”
“So what’s up with the pregnancy, how did that happen?” Alexandra’s curiosity was palpable.
“Sex, with a man…”
“Really, when did this happen.”
Before Aura could answer, a young, beautiful Israeli woman walked into the room with a tray of food. She was tall and gorgeous. Her eyes never left Alexandra, though she smiled at Aura.
“Aura, this is Abigail, she makes sure I eat and take care of myself, she’s also responsible for these beautiful furnishings.”
Glancing quickly at Aura, Abigail’s eyes again found Alexandra’s.
“Hello Abigail, it’s great to meet you, any friend of my Aunt’s is a friend of mine.”
Abigail’s beautiful, milk chocolate eyes fastened on Aura.
“Your aunt?”
“Yes, she’s actually my godmother, but she’s my mama’s best friend, thus my aunt.”
Nodding, Abigail departed from the room. Aura’s eyes found Alexandra, whose face was in a full blush.
“It isn’t what you think it is…”
“Oh, okay, but it sure seems Abigail is thrilled you are my aunt…”
Alexandra chortled, laughter pouring from her throat.
“I haven’t touched that girl, but she has been a blessing to me, teaching me Hebrew and taking care of my needs, non-physical ones. I’m not ready for all that.”
“I understand. I was celibate a couple of years before Mal…”
“Mal?”
“Yes, Mal, my stepbrother.”
“Wow, just wow…”
Alexandra was rarely at a loss for words, rarely.
“Yes, he’s something else. I feel for him in ways I have never felt with anyone, not Ryoko or any woman. And it confuses me, completely.”
Not saying a word, Alexandra started eating her food, gesturing for Alexandra to do likewise, she had to think.
“So, you had actual sex with a man and it was enjoyable?”
“Auntie, it was more than enjoyable, it felt right, like home. I can’t explain it. Mal seems to think if we focus on love, connection and compatibility, more than sexual preference more relationships would work.”
“He’s a smart man, but hadn’t you had sexual relations with men before?”
“Boys, not men, my last sexual encounter prior to Mal was at 19 and he was in hurry and so huge that, well you know. After that I had a sexual relationship with someone who had been my friend for years and it was like, OMG. She was experienced and knew her way around my body. By the time I was with Ryoko, I was convinced I only wanted women. I saw ‘hot looking men’ but that was just a physical appreciation. But the first time I spent time with Mal, I was a hot, liquid mess.”
Alexandra’s face colored again.
“Well wow…I guess, you are by definition a true bisexual woman.”
“Well Mal and StepD, seem to think most women are. Mama agrees but Aunt Gladys says hell to naw.”
Alexandra giggled, she knew Aunt Gladys was straight no chaser.
“I think most women are comfortable being intimate with other women, when there is no actual sex involved, because that’s how we’re made. I will say that since coming out of the closet, I have discovered that many straight women want to be with lesbian women. Your mama and I were very intimate, we shared beds, we saw each other naked, we kissed on the lips, for her no big deal, for me, it was something else again. I do feel however, that there are many gray areas sexually.”
“Did you enjoy sex with Uncle Glenn?”
“Yes and no. I loved snuggling and his oral skills, but penetration was not my thing. Didn’t care for it but I tolerated it, which was unfair to him. Obviously, that isn’t your issue.”
“Sho ain’t, at least where Mal is concerned. But, it’s more than that, he likes books, music, he can cook and he loves conversation and quiet.”
“He sounds a lot like his daddy. How is he with all this?”
“He’s cool, Cinnamon Bun is concerned.”
“I’m sure, she was concerned about Glenn and me for three decades, but our situation was different. I wasn’t a good wife, I emasculated him, by always reminding him I was the breadwinner and he loved me so much he allowed it. How is MII with your earnings?”
“He’s cool. He earns a very decent salary and has an excellent stock portfolio and he’s one of the Malcolm Black heirs.”
“I know but a lot of young brothers struggle with that. Your daddy never got over how much your mama was worth and half the time she didn’t work.”
“I know, but Mal isn’t daddy, by any stretch of the imagination.” Aura yawned.
“Come on baby, let’s turn in, we can talk more tomorrow and I think it is time for this sabbatical to end. When you go home next week, I’m going with you, at least for a little while.”
“Well, alright, what about Abigail?”
“She can stay here, and run the house. I am beholden to no one.”
“Can I sleep with you, I won’t try anything.”
“Good, you too fat for me.”
The women laughed hysterically. Abigail watched them from the kitchen.

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