How I Became

By Senrick Wilkerson

How I Became is a short story about a man who has always loved the company of women and loved the idea of loving a woman or longing to be in love with one and to be in a relationship.

Sen grew up in Dallas, Texas, around his two beautiful sisters and loving mother. His desires of being surrounded by many different types of women started during his high school and college careers. Whether it was just friendship, a sexual encounter, or a girlfriend type of relationship, the bottom line is simply this—Sen loved women.

Eventually he would meet the woman of his dreams, who came at the wrong time for him and her. This first love brought out Sen’s willingness to love unconditionally and without any boundaries. Soon he would experience different adversities and some unsuccessful challenges that led to some aggressive business/professional opportunities.

His last shot at love came in 2002. But after so many lies and betrayals, he has had enough. Therefore, Sen had made a major move that he had fought off for many years and later became who he truly was meant to be, Mr. Sen. He took off in that life like a rocket blasting off into space, leaving all those dirty betrayals, the hurt, and the misery at a far distance behind. He had become Mr. Sen. This is where he became who he truly was, a pimp at its finest in that life.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Newman Springs Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Sep 22, 2020
• ISBN: 9781648013768

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How I Became

Senrick Wilkerson

Copyright © 2020 Senrick Wilkerson

All rights reserved

First Edition

NEWMAN SPRINGS PUBLISHING

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Red Bank, NJ 07701

First originally published by Newman Springs Publishing 2020

ISBN 978-1-64801-375-1 (Paperback)

ISBN 978-1-64801-376-8 (Digital)

Printed in the United States of America

Table of Contents

Chapter 1

RIP Alex AB Brigges (2002)

RIP John Dollar Burchet (2012)

On May 13, 1996, I finally graduated from Howard Payne University with a bachelor’s degree in physical education. Being the first to graduate from my mother’s side of the family, I continued to strive to play professional basketball in the NBA. That would never happen but boy did I make an effort. Well, I landed my first job at the YMCA fresh out of college. Then I started full time as a personal trainer at 24 Hour Fitness on Skillman Avenue. Of course this all happened after I did one full semester at Angelo State University in San Angelo, Texas.

Well, I was always sweet on the ladies and most of all my friends were women. One day during work at the YMCA, one of the kids had taken a very strong liking to me. You see, my job consisted of me driving my car to the YMCA in Plano, Texas. Then I would change into their van to make stops at two middle schools to pick up the kids. I would pick up a few of the kids who had attended the after-school programs. Now mind you that I was the only black man who was in this entire ordeal.

Well, this seventh-grade kid loved the way I played basketball, and he had asked me once, Hey, Sen, has anyone ever told you that you play just like Air Jordan?

I didn’t mention to him I was given the name Air Sen in the ninth grade at North Dallas High School because at 5'5 and thirteen years old, I was slam-dunking the basketball. I just smiled at him and said, Maybe a few times." This kid told me that he had a really pretty sister who he wanted me to meet.

So one day during an outside gathering for all the kids that were involved in the after-school program, this kid’s sister shows up to pick him up. He quickly finds me and cautiously introduces us and says, Hey, Sen, this is my sister and she’s very single!

Trying to play that shy brother role, I leaned over to her in our first meeting with a smile and kindly said, Hello, how are you?

She returned a smile and extended her hand and said, Hi, my name is Kelly. So you must be the one who plays like Michael Jordan?

I laughed politely and replied, Well, that’s what I have been hearing since I was thirteen years old.

It was like the entire time we were talking every parent out there had stopped what they were doing to focus on a black man and a white woman that were having a friendly greeting. Well, Kelly had asked for my phone number, and at the time, I was staying with my mother and my older sister Charlotte. So I gave her my sister’s phone number. Needless to say, I never heard from her again.

Anyway, the next day, I drove to the YMCA to retrieve the van and my boss had told me that she needed to speak to me about my work habits. I knew exactly what she was talking about as she said, Mr. Wilkerson, we have been receiving some complaints about the way you talk to the female parents. We were told that your hellos are in a very flirty kind of way.

I laughed and replied, Thank you for the job, but I’ll excuse myself from the position. I don’t have time to be dealing with racism around innocent kids that adore me.

So without any hesitation, I politely walked out of the doors of Plano YMCA and hopped back in my 1994 Volkswagen Jetta and sped off! I opened up my sunroof, popped in that latest tape from Seal, and played the first song entitled Bring It On. That job was only part-time anyway, and I could work full time at 24 Hour Fitness now and put in more hours.

It was a Friday night and I had decided to go out to a club and mingle. I was twenty-six years old, single, but living with my mother and older sister Charlotte, which was not good at all. Well, I stepped inside of this club located on Greenville Avenue, and there were so many beautiful women all around this damn club. I walked over to the bar and stood there for a moment while pretending that I was waiting on a few friends to show up when suddenly behind me was the most beautiful blonde woman that I had ever laid eyes on in a very long time. She was so beautiful to the point that the guys in the club all seemed very afraid to approach her, except me, Mr. Sen. Hell, I’ll never ever worry about being rejected by any woman because the first thing I would seek is friendship first. There is always room for another friend, and that’s always been my first approach with the ladies.

So I turned around and caught this lady’s eye. I slid my way to her and reached out my hand and smoothly said, Hello, my name is Sen. What’s yours?

She smiled and answered, I’m Tricia and it’s very nice to meet you.

We talked and laughed for a while, and then I bought her a few drinks. Then later on during our very entertaining night, I noticed that she was wearing a wedding ring! Darn it, I thought. But it was not a problem at all since I never let her know that I was interested in her, so it wasn’t really a big deal. I just truly enjoyed our conversation, and I loved making her laugh. Her friend had made her way back from the dance floor and decided it was time for them both to leave the club and go home. I shook Tricia’s hand and said, It was very nice to have met you and please drive safely.

And shortly after they had left, I left the club with some weird thoughts about this woman. Well, I returned back to work where I would put in a full week. For some strange reason, I couldn’t get this woman out of my mind. I thought to myself, The hell with it, I’m going back to that club Friday night and I pray that I find her. I got dressed after work that Friday night and slid in the Jetta so I could go-getta. As soon as I walked into that club, I headed straight toward the area that we talked and laughed at, which was close to the bar. Suddenly, here comes Tricia walking toward me with the brightest smile that could’ve lit up that entire club. This beautiful woman greeted me with a hug and said, Oh my gosh, I was hoping that you were gonna show up tonight! Then as quickly as she said those words, a song came on and she grabbed me by the hand and we headed toward the dance floor. We danced and danced and danced some more until the floor became overly packed. Next thing you know, we were both body to body! We danced so close that my head downstairs decided to take over and rise to the occasion. Talk about embarrassment! She felt how my nature had risen, and by that time, we were cheek to cheek. So I thought to myself, Sen, this is no different from those college clubs and parties.

Whenever I was dancing close to a female back in college, I would plant a simple and very innocent kiss on her cheek. I tried this on Tricia, and WOW was I in for a huge surprise! Tricia grabbed my face and kissed me very passionately. I was blown away. Then she pulled me away and said, Sen, I have never once been with a black man before ever in my life. I have never even cheated on my husband before, and for some odd reason, I want you to be the first for both.

Wow, I thought. This is not happening to me. So I asked, Well, would you like to leave this club and go somewhere and relax?

She agreed and followed me to my sister’s apartment where we would drop off her car and leave in mine. We headed to a nearby motel, and I got out to pay for the room. We both walked in and I headed straight for the shower to check the water for her. I asked her if she wanted me to join her, but she was as nervous as I was and said, No, I’m fine. She finished her shower and then came back into the room with the towel still covering her body. I headed in the shower and thought to myself, Damn it, Sen. What are you thinking? I quickly finished my shower and entered the room with the towel covering half my body.

She looked directly at my piece and said, Sen, I would really like to see your penis please. I have never seen one before. Well, a black one.

I thought back to what my big brother Christopher Holland had told me back when I was a young boy. He said, Bro, never let a lady see your piece. It could change her mind for a positive reason or a negative one! Well, being that I have never had any complaints in that department, I removed my towel and her eyes opened wider, and then she jumped underneath the covers quickly. I walked around to the other side and climbed in the bed with her.

She said, Okay, ground rules. Sen, this is a one-time thing, so please do not ask me for my number and I will not take yours. Is that understood?

I said, Wow, but okay. So this is just a fantasy that you want to satisfy?

Yes. Please don’t be upset with me, okay? You are very nice and charming. I just happened to be married.

So I grabbed her and f——ed her brains out! I made sure that I was gonna make an outstanding representation for every single black man that she had seen out at the malls or anywhere she had visited. I made her cum more times than ole Suzie Anna coming around them mountains. Afterward we showered together and kissed some more and then it was time to go. We jumped into my Jetta and I turned on the radio to 94.5, the oldies; and as we rode out into the night, the Isley Brothers came on, Ships sailed with me. Mistie Lady, set my spirits free. Y’all know this ole-school JAM, so sing it in your minds right now if you ain’t got nothing better to do! We both were very silent just listening to the song play. I finally arrived at her car and pulled into the parking space next to hers. I walked her to her car and gave her a hug goodbye telling myself, Sen, why did you do it? She backed away and I turned around so I could go inside of my sister’s apartment when suddenly Tricia slammed on her car horn. I turned back around and walked quickly to her car as she jumped out and grabbed me and kissed me as if we would never see each other ever again—at least that’s what I thought.

She said, Hey, give me your number, just in case, okay?

I quickly wrote down my sister’s home phone number, and I walked away with a much better feeling about this one-night affair. This is how that night had come to a close for me.

The next day, I went to work at 24 Hour Fitness and purchased a newspaper outside of the club and scanned through the ads section. I needed to make money so I can make sure I could take care of the cost of tryouts and hopefully start looking for my own apartment. I stumbled across an ad that said, Drivers Needed. I called and they quickly set me up for an interview on that Sunday afternoon, which that day had been on a Saturday. Well, I left work around 4:00 p.m., and when I walked inside of my sister’s apartment, she said, Hey, Sen, some girl called you. She sounded very proper and white. She laughed a little. I thought, Damn. It was Tricia. About thirty minutes later, the phone rang again, and yes, of course it was her!

Hello, I said with a massive smile on my face.

She said, Oh my gosh! Where have you been? I’ve tried calling you all day long. I thought you were avoiding me.

Baby, please calm down. I was working.

I have to see you now, and I can’t wait any longer! she said.

I thought there was a problem until she straight up said, Meet me at the same place in less than an hour!

Finally we are meeting again after she told me that this was only a one-time thing. Long story short, after I kissed her, I said it. Tricia, I love you! I am in love with you and I cannot hold this back.

Guess what she said in return? Sen, oh my gosh, I love you too! Is this weird?

It was love at first sight and Tricia was truly my very first love without a doubt, which was not weird at all for me or her.

The next day came, which was that Sunday, and I made my way to that job interview. When I walked into this office building, I saw a few very pretty ladies inside that were watching TV in the break room. I met the owner (Chris B.) of this company, and he had an overwhelming surprised look on his face as I handed him my resume. Chris respectfully invited me into his office as he offered me a beverage. I declined. He asked me to have a seat and said, I’m sorry for the odd look, okay? But man, I thought that you were white when we spoke on the phone. I told him that there was no need for him to be apologetic because I usually get those reactions up until they see me or when I pronounce my full name, which is SENRICK. Hell, I’m fine with being able to speak with such extreme intelligence. Hell, I lived in the hood for several years and I’ll never forget it. But I chose not to allow the hood to live in me.

Chris gave me the rundown on this job and the details were I would be driving female escorts to in-calls and outcalls. I’ll explain it to you as it was explained to me. In-calls are when customers would come see ladies at their place, while outcalls where when drivers would drive the escorts to the customer’s place. This turned out to be one of the easiest jobs that I have ever had. And it was a lot of fun!

Everything was going great for me. My relationship was perfect with Tricia, and it was the first time that I had a woman in my life that had never cheated on me. I know what you are thinking, Hell, dude, she’s married! Yes, this is true. She was married, but I knew the rules of that play and I knew she had to be with her husband whenever he wished to be intimate with her. I never once questioned her about it, and she never once mentioned their relationship with me. We were in love and together at least four times each week. She would have lunch with me on my lunch breaks at 24 Hour Fitness, and I would work at the escort service until 3:00 or 4:00 a.m. Again, I was staying or at least sleeping at my sister’s place where my mother lived as I would always give my mom money for me being there.

Well, for some strange reason, my big sister Char decided that she wanted to poke her nose in my business with my relationship with Tricia. We were three months into this love affair, and Tricia called my job one day as she was crying her eyes out and telling me that my sister had threatened to call her husband and tell him what was going on. Boy was I pissed. I left my job and fled to Char’s apartment. My mother is and has always been the smartest and strongest woman that I have ever known. Char and I exchanged some harsh words, and immediately my mother wrapped her arms around me and locked as if she were the jaws of a fighting champion pit bull. All I knew was that at that moment, I was gonna beat the hell out of my sister for what she had no business doing to the woman that I have truly loved.

Char was a con artist, and she was mad because Tricia had gotten a personal loan and brought me $5,000. I gave it back to her and told her that I had two jobs and I would be okay. Char had asked me if Tricia would loan her about $3,000, and I told her, HELL NO! Char got pissed and wanted to create trouble for me and Tricia because of money that she was never ever going to get.

My dearest mother, Ms. Charcy Bonner, had calmed me down and then my sister kicked me out of her apartment. Tricia was so afraid that she had met up with me but only to break things off. I was so hurt that GOD must have allowed it to storm later that night because I decided to sleep in my car in the back of those apartments. I’m not gonna lie to you. I manned up and let the tears fall down my face because I really thought that I was losing in LIFE. The next day, I went to work at 24 Hour Fitness and changed my clothes after I had a shower there. I contacted an apartment locator to which I should have done this long before that mess with Char had taken place. Four days later, I moved into my new apartment called the Sunflower Apartments.

Tricia and I had been off and on because my sister had given her a horrible scare. With me working at the escort service and 24 Hour Fitness, I was making about $3,000 every two weeks. I was doing very well for myself, so I decided to trade in my 1994 Jetta for a new 1997 Mazda Protege.

Tricia had later decided and said, Okay, Sen, one more time this weekend and we can’t see each other anymore. This has to come to an end because your sister really scared me. But that time I was attending strip clubs throughout Dallas and f—— as many fine-ass dancers whenever I wanted to. Plus occasionally I would get some head or f—— one the escorts at the job. Finally I quit working at 24 Hour Fitness, and on that one night, I was driving calls for hours.

A new girl showed up for her first day at work. At the time, I was twenty-seven years old and in great shape, and my looks were approachable and charming for the ladies. In other words, I had always been very beguiling to the ladies. Well, I was up next to drive and the new blonde chick was hotter than a pot of boiling neck bones. I drove her to a few appointments, and on the way back from the last one, we had stopped for gas. She smiled and walked right into my arms. We just kissed instantly without saying a word. Then I had asked, Do you wanna call it a night and come over to my place?

She replied, Well, a few of the girls were warning me about you, Sen, and they say you are one of the smoothest player’s that they know up here.

I laughed and told her that I was always a kindhearted gentleman who loved and always respected women. Teresa agreed to come to my apartment, and I knocked her boots from Dallas, Texas, to Oklahoma City where the girls looked pretty. She went home later that morning around eight and called me around eleven thirty this same morning. I was already back at the job driving calls and making myself some money.

Teresa said to me, So who’s coming to your place tonight?

And I said, You baby, and here’s what I want for you to do for Sen. Pack up all your clothes because I want you to move in with me today.

She replied, Are you crazy and serious?

Baby, my name is SEN, and it will be the same whenever I arrive to pick you up. So give me your address now, okay, please? She laughed and I could sense that she was smiling over the phone. Long story short, I hit I-635 and picked her up, and just as I had asked, she had all her belongings.

Now Teresa was nineteen years old and tall for a female, around 5'8"-ish, and weighed about 135 pounds. Her chest was small, but this blonde -headed blue-eyed gal was so damn fine. I brought her home, and several weeks later, she and I went furniture shopping for the apartment. Of course the first thing we picked out was a bed because I was planning on f—— up the headboards every single day. I had shared my past relationship with Teresa about Tricia, and she had no worries because she was married.

Well, one of the drivers from the escort service had a truck. His name was Dave and he was one of the coolest overweight white brothers that I have met in a very long time. He drove his truck and he agreed to allow us to use it to haul our purchases from the furniture store to the apartment. Well, we made it back to our apartment, and Dave and I unloaded his truck. Teresa had fallen in love with this black canopy bed and was dying for us to put it together. Dave and I were in the bedroom trying to assemble this damn thing, while Teresa was arranging the bathroom. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Teresa yelled, Baby, I’ll get it. You two, stay put because I want our bed completed.

Who is it? Oh, hello, she said after opening the door. Then she told this person to give her a second. Baby, it’s Tricia.

Now, I have a dilemma here. What to do? What do I say? Hell, it’s been well over a month since I’ve seen or even heard from Tricia, let alone talked to her on the phone. I went into the living room and quickly said, Hello. How are you? I went into the bedroom and said to Teresa, Baby, it’s Tricia.

Teresa walked into the living room and said, Hello. What’s going on?

As tears rolled down Tricia’s face, she said, Sen, please tell me what’s going on, and who is she?

Teresa was standing in the doorway. Babe, why don’t you two go outside and talk because y’all really need some privacy.

Oh my god, I thought to myself. I said, Teresa, are you okay with that?

Teresa responded back to me with all the confidence in the world, Babe, she’s hurting and I know that you are my kind and very caring man. I know that you both were in love at one point in time. So, babe, I’m fine, okay? Take your time, and hopefully Dave and I will have this bed all finished when you return. I love you, baby. The she hugged and kissed me on my very surprised lips.

Tricia and I walked out down the stairs to her car, and immediately she began to cry and so did I because never in a million years would I ever wish to pose any hurt to her heart. I absolutely loved this woman still!

Oh my gosh, Sen, do you love Teresa?

No, Tricia, I don’t love her, but I really like her and I know she can help me get over what I had with you, is what I said in return.

Now, Tricia was eight years older than I was, and she had asked how old Teresa was. Boy that made things much more complicated, when I told her that Teresa was nineteen years old.

Well, I need to see you tomorrow around twelve noon at the hotel the first time we left the club together. That’s the first place where we made love and that’s where we are gonna meet, and I will not take no for an answer, Tricia said this to me. And trust me when I say that, she was not moving until I gave her an answer. I agreed to make a way out of being around Teresa for the day knowing that we could go into work whenever we choose to.

When I went back upstairs, Dave was out on the balcony smoking a small joint that he had been saving. Man, that damn bed was too much work, he said as if he had just finished f——ing my girl.

I asked, Is Teresa okay? I mean, was she trippin’, bro?

Naw, bro. She was cool as f—— about the situation. I just gave my two cents in the deal, and we changed the subject and worked on that bed. You two owe me a steak and lobster dinner, bro!

Sure, Dave. You got it, big fella! I said.

Bro, you might wanna go ahead and tend to your woman. She’s waiting to talk to you, said Dave.

We hugged and Dave left. Feeling nervous and a bit uncomfortable, I walked into my apartment and called out Teresa’s name. I’m in here, babe. We need to talk. I was like, Damn, I’m not ready to be alone after all of this sh——s, and I knew I had to come up with a plan so I could meet Tricia tomorrow. When I walked into the bedroom, there Teresa was lying on our newly assembled bed with her hair wet and a towel covering her naked body. Baby, please come over and let me make you feel better and help get Tricia out of your mind. Needless to say that the only time we left that bed was to wash off and go get food and drink out of the kitchen to help replenish our bodies because we f—— for the remainder of that day and night. But what about tomorrow afternoon? I thought before we had fallen asleep.

Later that night, before Teresa and I finally went to sleep, I called Breon, my sister Char’s only son. Oh yeah, for real! Hell yeah, I wanna go hoop at that private gym. What time do we need to be there? Aight then, nephew. Around 11:45 a.m.? Sh—— I’m there with my Jordans tied up tight. Talk to you in the a.m., nephew, is what I said on the phone while I was hugging Teresa.

Breon laughed and went along with it because he had figured everything out. I put enough dick in Teresa that night to keep her in bed for most of that morning, which had allowed me to execute my plan. Yes, I know that I was wrong, but I was still in love with Tricia.

I called Tricia and pretended that she was Breon and told her that I’m on my way to the gym. Tricia had brought breakfast that she prepared from her home, and we ate and continued staring into each other’s eyes. Man, how I loved this woman. She was everything in a woman that I have always dreamed of. And here I am just lost in love with this woman. I would pray and ask GOD, Why did my first true love have to be with a married woman? We jumped under the sheets and made this last time last forever.

Before we knew it, it was approaching 2:45 p.m., and my cell rang off the hook. Hello, I said while motioning to shhh to Tricia. Hey, babe, I was just about to call you.… Okay, I’ll be home in less than thirty minutes. The job had called our apartment wanting us to come in and work because they were short on drivers and ladies. I kissed Tricia as we said our final goodbye and we parted ways for good.

I was only maybe ten minutes away from my apartment, so when I pulled up and parked, I jumped out of my car and took off running. I ran around the entire apartment complex one full time just so I could sweat up my shorts and shirt. That way, I could make it seem like I had been playing basketball. I ran upstairs and my girl was sitting on the bathroom counter fixing her makeup. How was your game, babe? she asked with that beautiful smile of hers. I told her that they needed help from Michael Jordan and Scottie Pippen today because I went off on whomever tried to guard me today. Well, in all honesty, I did go off in which I was getting off inside of Tricia. I was completely exhausted. Hell, I had f——ed all night and then turned around and f——ed all day.

A few weeks went by and Teresa and I were eating at Cheddars on Greenville Avenue in Dallas, Texas. She said, Babe, do you ever think about getting married sometimes?

I thought, Damn it. I miss Tricia oh so much. Why? Did you wanna get married or something?

Yes. Why not? We already live together and we love each other, so why not? she replied.

I thought to myself, F—— it, let’s do it. I figured that I could make her my Tricia. I was so lovesick over Tricia and I hated it.

Teresa was young and very mature, but she was no fool either. She knew that my heart still burned for Tricia, so I guess it’s safe to say that Teresa and I had broken up. I didn’t want her to leave me, but she had to do what she had to do. Truthfully, I really didn’t wanna be alone. So she moved back home and got back together with her first love. So I continued to work at the escort service on the day shift from 9:00 a.m. to 7:00 p.m. every single day. Then I would hit strip clubs and hook up with a dancer so I could get my grown man on.

David was the nighttime desk manager at the job, and he would call me at night to drive for him sometimes because he knew that he could always count on Sen. One night, he called me while I was at Baby Dolls strip club off Northwest Highway Road. I was getting my romance on with this beautiful dancer when my cell phone rang. It was David, and he had needed me to drive a few calls, so I left. When I made it to the office, a new chick was waiting on me, and David had already had the directions already written up for me. She said, Hello, I’m Amanda, and you must be the very famous Sen. I said hello to her in return and extended my hand not making it too obvious that she was a FOX. Just before