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Thank you BUNCHES billndonna!!!!! so glad you are enjoying this so far....more coming right up...
Like I said, in October 2013 I practically had the place to myself. No one was out because rain was in the forecast. Well indeed it stated to come down hard soon after I got there. I found a nice table in the middle of the complex to settle in and wait for the rain to stop. I wrote a little, skimmed an Oprah magazine a little and drank a lot. The sound of the rain was soothing and the breeze was like welcomed company.
(photo from 10/2013)
(photo from 10/2013)
(photo from 10/2013)
Undisturbed and unsupervised I drank more than I usually do during the day. Besides having to make my way back into Port Antonio alone, I knew all this fluid that went in will need to come out.
(photo from 10/2013)
The rain stopped. The sky cleared but not sure for how long. Although tipsy and wobbly I better get moving before the clouds open up again. I decided to step into the water a little before leaving. There was a mentally ill man standing next to the fence. He was holding a casual conversation with himself so I stayed at a distance as I didn’t want to intrude.
The washed up debris was everywhere and that made the beach less attractive so I decided to cut the shore walk short and make my way up. Besides I’m feeling semi-sober and will be able to walk without stumbling into a guard rail or car or wall. Turn up my music and proceed.
(photo from 10/2013)
The walk up the long, steep drive was more than a challenge because my flimsy flip flops were still wet. If I walked a normal pace, my feet would slide to the side or worse, they would slip back so I had to step slowly or risk tumbling back down like a 300 gallon beer barrel. Felt like it took me forever to reach the top. Out of breath and about to collapse from exhaustion I meet three people coming down. A driver and two ladies. All three are Jamaican and all three are young. The driver and one of the ladies are dressed. The second girl, who is on her phone, has a body size towel wrapped around concealing her bathing suit.
“Nice tunes. Nice music. Look like we came late. The party gone left now???” the driver asks.
Okay now I’m considering joining them on the beach. Yeah going back down the steep drive only to have to come back up again. But they look like fun and I was game.
I go to step to the side to dry my feet. The second girl, still on the phone, sees my camera and asks me to take her picture. Sure…strike a pose. She did. Actually three very sexy poses. The other two are sitting on the rail, smoking a spliff, patiently waiting to go down. I walk over to show her the photos. She’s smiling with approval. I’m pleased that she is pleased because I take pride in the pictures I take, even when I’m less than sober…lol.
“You look freaky.”
“huh??!?…excuse me???”
“You look like you’re a freak.” She repeats with a big smile.
I’m speechless and unfortunately, clueless.
The look on the other two faces should have tipped me off…
“Well” I answer “Back in the day yeah, but not now.”
The other two freeze. The model steps closer to me. BAM it hits me…
“Oh WAIT…um…but with MEN, just men.” I laugh nervously.
She doesn’t move. Continues to stand inches away from me talking on the phone.
“I’m looking at the most beautiful big, brownin woman right now. You should see her. Pretty gold skin, curly red hair, full lips. You should come. Come now to see this beautiful brownin woman me find.” He eyes never broke contact with mine and I was too shocked to say or do anything.
Imagine that. A woman diggin on me. But not just any woman, a GORGEOUS, body like an ace track sprinter and YOUNG woman.
“She like MEN!!” the other girl announced quickly. “W, she say she likes men.”
Okay, now that’s shocking, but here comes the “OMG” moment.
W, uses her left hand to secure the towel which is now only draped in front of her. She tucks the phone under her chin and with her right hand she slowly reaches towards me and cups my right breast. Gives it a gentle squeeze before releasing. I am motionless. Don’t even think I was breathing. I’m sure I wasn’t breahing.
Back in the states, that would have never happened because I would have seen it coming and somehow prevented the advance. But I was completely off guard until it was too late. She copped a feel!!!!!!!!! Okay now I got to beat her down, right??? Wrong. This young woman would have pounded me senseless before I could even make a fist let alone take a swing. No sir, I had to give her a pass and then remove my big brownin butt from that scene.
I said I needed to go before it started raining again. They said good-bye and went down the drive.
LOL only while in Jamaica do I collect such memories and get to share them on a message board…SOME of them.
Girl stop she got a feel...Lawd Have Mercy!Originally Posted by *vi*
Anyway, back to the report and present…July 2014 day at Shan Shy Beach continues on nicely until O’Neil calls to say he’s having a lot of problems getting the car right. This is going wrong. That is going wrong. Whine...Whine...Whine...I’m running out of money. “Can I borrow $20US?” “Yeah” (insert rollin eyes smilie here)
I’m getting hungry so I dig out the beef patty and pinch at it while I watch the ocean activities. More people have arrived. Lots of teens doing what teens do…
Wow! I had a jamaican lady come on to me too. Lol! It's not just the men...
Oh, my! I don't know what I would have done, lol. Sounds like you handled yourself well and just exited yourself from the situation. Yeah, I would be pretty shocked, haha, never had that happen before.
vi, welcome to the "real jamaica" where anything goes!!! . . . lol . . . i often get approached by women . . . too funny . . . thanks for sharing . . .
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