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Dressed for work, standing before the mirror, staring at his reflection. His hair was well-groomed, and his tall, slender, sexy, and handsome features gazed back at him. He took one last glanced at himself, took a deep breath, and reached for his attaché case. His expensive, latest-model car was parked in the driveway, its newness unmistakable. He entered the car, started it, and drove through his gate. Glancing in the side mirror, he watched as the gate slowly closed behind him. He anticipated a very busy day at his office. As he drove along the roadway, he glanced at his watch—it was 8:15 a.m. He thought to himself that he would be in the office within the next half hour. Suddenly, a red car sped past him in the opposite lane. Within moments, there was the screeching of brakes followed by a loud, jarring bang. The red car had collided with another vehicle traveling in the opposite direction. Sebastian froze for a moment before his instincts took over. He pulled over, parked his car, and hurried toward the scene. A woman lay motionless on the road. The gravity of the situation hit him instantly. Within minutes, the police and an ambulance arrived at the scene. The woman was identified as Armila Rowe of 23 Angels Avenue in Ridgewood. Sergeant Barley, whom Sebastian knew from previous encounters, was present. The Sergeant looked in Sebastian’s direction and nodded in acknowledgment. Sebastian returned the gesture. A few minutes later, the Sergeant approached him, asking for a favor. “Sebastian, I know you pass Angels Avenue on your way to work,” the Sergeant began. “Could you stop by and pass on a message to the relatives of Armila Rowe? Let them know they need to meet her at the Annatto Bay Hospital, where she has been taken.” Sebastian agreed without hesitation, understanding the urgency. He assured Sergeant Barley he would deliver the message as requested.

The Meeting Strangers

Sebastian felt saddened that the accident had claimed Armila’s life and knew that he had to find her family right away. He just couldn’t shake off the feeling of sadness as images of the accident flashed across his mind. He slowly drove along Angels Way as he looked carefully in search of the number 23. He eventually found it and came to a stop. He got out of the car and walked toward the gate. His undeniable elegance could not be overlooked. His presence caught the attention of Javoy and her friend immediately and both girls stared in his direction as they wondered who this handsome stranger was and why he was there. A gentle smile spread across his face as he entered the yard and introduced himself. He told them the message as gently as he could. Javoy then screamed and put both hands on her head, tears ran down her face while she stamped both her feet. Her friend Judy wore a sad face and choked on her tears as she tried to hold and comfort her and told her to be strong. Sebastian then offered to take them to the hospital. Javoy then rushed inside the house and grabbed her purse in a hurry and ran out of the house toward the parked vehicle at the gate. Sebastian and Judy followed behind as she took the lead ahead of them. On reaching the car Sebastian pulled the doors to the car opened and both girls entered inside the vehicle. Javoy sobbed while Sebastian drove in silence beside her while he glanced across at her now and then. His voice then clear and calmed he told her to take it easy. He took them to the hospital. On arrival she realized that her mother was pronounced dead. She wept bitterly while Sebastian told her constantly to take it easy. He then took them back home and promised to visit the following day after work. The thought of her was in his head. He remembered her tiny waist and her lovely figure. Her adorable face and beautiful complexion. He loved her voice too. He was there for her throughout the funeral arrangements and burial . On the day of the funeral he was close at her side. He held her close as she cried and told her to take it easy. He gently brushed the tears from her eyes. She was irresistible and he felt the urge to kiss her. He wished they could spend their future together. Months had passed since the death of Armila. Sebastian then continued to visit the home and he and Javoy became closer and closer. He then invited her for dinner. They had been out on many dates, however, this time he had invited her to his house for dinner. During dinner he surprised her with an engagement ring and asked her to marry him. After dinner they both glazed at the moon as the stars glittered high in the sky. With arms wrapped around each other he whispered to her that he loved her while she looked up in his face with a smile and told him that she loved him too. She then could feel his breath at her neck then up to her face then their lips met. He then gently laid her down as if in a bed of roses. She could feel his hands as he gently caressed her body. His hands up her legs then her breast as his lips find the nipple of her breasts. He nibbled both breasts as she moaned in delight. With arms wrapped around him and her breath in his ears she ran her tongue along his ear and his neck . She then moved her hands gently to his chest with her lips on his with both eyes closed they found the center of attraction which lasted a long time in delight. They both hugged each other tightly as they grasped for breath. He gazed at her and he knew that the words take it easy shall last forever on his lips to hers.

**”The child is happy for life. For him or her, it doesn’t matter under what circumstances they were conceived or born—they are simply grateful to be alive. However, let’s not forget the wife, who was likely sad, depressed, and lonely while her husband spent his nights elsewhere. Now, the other woman is the one feeling the pain—the shoe is on the other foot. Sometimes, women get involved with married men for financial reasons. They need help paying their bills, but for heaven’s sake, let the man go home to his wife at night. Some say, ‘Women should leave married men alone,’ but in reality, some women see these relationships as beneficial. They get financial support they couldn’t ask the wife for directly. On top of that, some women like to show off when they feel financially secure because they have a man providing for them. For those women, it’s not about need—it’s about wanting what they want, regardless of the consequences. But when the tables turn, reality hits hard. So please, let the men go home at night. Don’t turn them into prisoners in your ‘holding area’ or ‘cell’ without bail. There’s always a price to pay in the end.”**

This story is a personal childhood experience and reflects my memories of an unusual event. It is shared for reflection and entertainment purposes, not to harm, defame, or distress anyone.

At what age could I have known such strange things? Even now it remains a mystery to me.

I sat in the dark at the doorway of our humble home. My father, my step mother, and a family member were in the back room. My back turned to the family plot about a quarter-mile  away when something strange happened.

In my mind, I saw two figures shadows shaped like humans, one tall and the other short. They were solid yet featureless, walking through the family plot towards our house. The tall shadow resembled one of my godparents, the shorter one the other.

My parents weren’t expecting visitors , especially at that hour. I was too young to understood, so I reacted the only way I knew, pointing and shouting a playful rhythm: “I know something me nah tell a man! Cornmeal dumpling choke a nega man!”

I repeated it over and over again as my father and stepmother rushed towards me, alarmed. “A wah? A wah?” they asked. I couldn’t explain. My back was turned to the family plot, yet in the dark far distance away I saw the two features heading towards the house. They were too far away to be seen by anyone in that distance and my back was turned to that direction. What was happening? It should not be possible for me to see anyone or anything at such distance.

So they went back inside the house. Soon after, loud banging came from the window on the outside. A woman’s voice, urgent and familiar, called my father’s name, demanding he open the door. My godfather stood outside guarding the back door while my godmother remained at her position at the window.

The reason for their visit became clear. A family member had ran away from home and was hiding with us. When she tried to escape by jumping from the high unfinished verandah they caught her. My godparents were furious, accusing my father of harbouring her. After they left both my father and stepmother accused me of being wicked for not telling them that my godparents were coming.

But how could I explain what I saw earlier that night? How could anyone understand what even I couldn’t?

Some moments from childhood stay with us. Unexplained and unforgettable. That night was such moment for me. Was it a coincidence, or was there something more?

What do you think?

John Tom had been separated from his wife for seven years. He is a God fearing man who has plagued with loneliness. He had Gone to the church to worship and also to ask God to get him companionship. He is still madly in love with his wife, however, with her hashed continuous treatment he decides and prefers to live without her although been lonely. He is in the twilight of his years and with a house once filled with laughter and six children all that is now gone. The children had all grown and left home. The news of the death of two of his son’s killed by the hands of gunmen had left him with great pain and grief ; which he now carries heavily in his heart. September 3, 2021 about 9:30pm was a significant date and time in his life without his knowledge and awareness. Christina Jones, had fled her home after a narrow escape from men who had entered her home and tried to break-in. With swift action she scared the men away. The police was quick in action and was there within minutes. Christina had left her home then and a year later, she ran into John Tom. He greeted her with a warm, bright and friendly smile. They had known each other for sometimes but hardly seen each other. She asked him for his telephone number. He told her the number. She hurriedly entered it in her phone as she hurriedly walked way. She was in a rush. It was out of sight out of mind because she did not remember him after she left. She was too busy. Months later as she stride hurriedly along the street, she glanced him as she was about to passed him and he shouted ” How you never call me?” She then slow down and said, ” Give me your number again.” As she walked away he shouted afte her; ” Called me.” As he made sign with his fist doubled and placed it at his ear. Later that evening she called him and made mentioned that she needed somewhere to stay until she secured her home. Christina was moved into John’s home by John himself. He welcomed her and immediately she noticed that John’s home was badly in need of cleaning. She now stays at John’s home and keeps him and the house clean by doing daily chores of cleaning and washing his clothes. She doesn’t mind doing it for him. Somehow, someone is on the losing end. His wife had visited the home on three occasions. During her first and second visits, she was on good behaviour, however, her third visit was very early on a Sunday morning. She asked Christina, if she knew her. She was no stranger to Christina, she knew her from they were both teenagers. It seems like she did not remember Christina. She told her that she nor her estrange husband did not know anything about her. She told Christina if she couldn’t tell her the name of her ex boyfriend, her sisters’ name and her home address she would have to leave. Well she was in for a long wait because Christina was not going to tell her. Christina became suspicious of both husband and wife as she wondered if it was a setup. She was aware of John’s desire and restless to be intimate with her. The wife was adamant that she had to leave within two days; She then changed her mind to one day. She told her husband that she got a vision early that morning, God had showed her Christina, that she was going to throw something in her husband’s meal. She then changed it to Christina throwing something in the man’s meal and the man was walking the streets while Christina was in the man’s house. Christina knew that she was telling lies because she had not done anything like that so God couldn’t show or tell her that. The woman knows also that she was telling lies. She left and during the following days she contacted her estrange husband and told him that she had gone to the Christina’s work place to make enquiry of her. She tried to convince him to let Christina go. However, he had no intention of doing so. Neither does she intend to give up. Christina intention is clear and centered on her home accomplishment – Where will all this left John Tom? Christina was not pressuring him for anything. She now sees it as his wife duty to take care of him. He is responsible for her and takes care of her. Christina believes that since she is there free for the time been she doesn’t mind doing the housekeeping. However, she certainly not going to bed with him. She knows her worth and certainly not going to sell herself short. There is no way she was going to wash, cook, clean and then goes to bed with him. Giving him everything free soso suh? Looking at him she is sure he couldn’t satisfied her in bed and she certainly not prepared to make such sacrifice unless she has entered a committed relationship with him. If she did it would have to be one of loving tender care. She is kind, loving, caring, sincere and industrious. certainly he would be a fool to loose her. Once committed she wouldn’t even look at another man. Certainly this loss will be his not her’s. Christina is a strong woman who won’t allow herself to be used. He had became stern and adamant to protect her. However, the thought of not able to support her won’t work. She refuses to be anyone’s fool or plaything. She firmly believes that a men should be the head of the 🏠 and therefore should play their roll as such while women play their part as women. It certainly would be foolish of any woman to live with a man and not getting anything. It is simple don’t let anybody use you or fool you. The moment a man tries that it means that there is no love or respect in that relationship. Exception to the rule – if he genuinely cannot afford it that is different, however, make sure him genuine.

Maria loved her man dearly no doubt about that. However, there were times she wished she could just approached him pushed her tongue in his mouth and kissed him and he just kissed her pulled his belt buckle lay her down and gave her a proper sort out. She had yearned for this moment sometimes. She was madly in love with her man and often stared at him constantly. She was well taken care of the relationship was great; however, her constant urge for wanting him had led to strong sexual desire which made her body aches . “What a heat in the place?” She yearned for confrontation with Robinhood. She went and lay beside him. He gentle touched her and pulled her close to him as he recognized her presence. They cuddled each other as his caressed her body all over. Attempts for penetration failed miserably. She consoled him and she genuinely meant it. She understood the situation but there were times when her body did not. Her love and respect for him had made her dismissed the thought of cheating on him from her mind as they often occurred. The fear of cheating and get caught had plagued her mind; also the fact that she did not want to hurt him. Without sexual urges the relationship was safe. She had longed to feel his hands all over her breasts as they gentle caressed her with his lips on hers and his dick between her crotch. Slowly her mind drifted in memory of how good it was with her past lovers and wished to get a man with whom she could make love and get a proper fixed sometimes. She knew she would not want her stealing love partner for love. It would be just for sexual pleasures. Who knows? If and when that time comes that part-time lover may complained of feeling used. Certainly if she should cheat on her man and he found out he would be very angry with her. However, that would not be fair because he cannot satisfied her and she has needs which he is not able to fulfill. If she had given into temptation and get caught she should be for given. Christians will debate that fornication and adultery is wrong but bear in mind that those feelings or urges are from the creator and not from man. Some may say that is why people should feed upon the word of God. This time it is not work without faith is dead; it is faith without work is dead. In those time of needs one have to go down on their knees. They can’t knead their organs because they were told that masterbation is sin. Moreover, that cannot really replace the contact of a man or woman. Masterbation is just temporary solution; just a quick fix or for the needy. As I mentioned before work without faith is dead. Just like when a wood/hood dead? When one get those sexual feelings, the man ha Fi go hol a bathe and put it under the pipe running water and mek the water beat it or if him have it real bad him ha fi get the ice and put it pon it; hol it deh. Women Nuh finger it or banana it if Yu a Christian, memba seh masterbation a sin, so siddung in a waa big pan a water or find the pool or push your finger in the pipe and make the water come out straight and yu aim for it and put it deh and make it beat it. That gives a lot of pleasure and moreover, it can’t get you pregnant. Say what you saying, do what you doing, you can tell me when yu tink and how yu feel.

Mi was surprise, mi was impress, when mi open mi Word Press and si di big ” HODWY JAMAICA” from foreign. Mi grin; howdy sah, howdy ma, tank yu fi yu howdy from foreign. Mi impress, yes. I gwin tell the rest and I wish you all the best. Mi still a grin fi yu howdy from foreign

This tall slender beautiful female form- walked around the home busily doing house chores. In the kitchen the delicious scent of food cooking came from a stove just a few feet away as she continued to wash the dishes standing in front of the sink. She glanced now and then at the shinny pots on the stove as steam could be seen coming from the pots. The oven of the stove did not escape activity either as she stooped to put a bowl with mixture in it. Minutes later she announced from the kitchen to dinning area “dinner will be served within the next few minutes”. Moments later she approached the dining table with tray in hand dressed in her white apron and white cap she placed in front of each family member servings of meal with a pleasant smile on her face. Each family member said, “Thank you’ and she replied ,” You are welcome”. One family member forgot to say thank you because he was too busy staring down at the plate before him and did not say thank you. Within seconds the Artificial Intelligence said, “You are welcome” with a smile on her face. After dinner, she cleared the table and was about to head to the kitchen sink when she noticed the husband of the house just had a bath and was getting ready to attend a function as he fumbled with his tie around his neck trying to fixed it. Clyon the Artificial Intelligence said, “Let me have that”. She reached out to his throat and gentle brushed his hands away and fixed the tie. She then said,”There you go” she then brushed off his shirt and pant and suddenly stopped at his zipper and tugged at it upward to hold it firmly in place. She patted it innocently and said “There you go”. She was like a part of the family of the house hold. A few days later as the husband of the house lay on a bed, Clyon went and lay beside him on her back with her feet stretched out and crossed while she held a book close to her face. The wife came in and asked, “Clyon what are you doing?” she replied “Reading”. To her that was cool, she did not have any trouble with that. However that night image of Clyon laid beside her husband flashed back to her memory and the realization that the Artificial Intelligence can have sex. She knew that if het husband decided to be a bad guy she could be in for a big completion. She trusted her husband. However, rules were made. She told her husband that from there on; Clyon should not lay beside him again and family members and visitors alike caution should be taken how Clyon is treated.Those rules could be used to protect Clyon too. These Artificial Intelligence are almost like humans in a sense that they behaved and understand like humans. They too will need protection. Can one imagine an Artificial Intelligence came up against an outrage jealous female or a violent drunkard man/woman? Are there rules to protect these Artificial Intelligence? Does the manufactorer stated not only how it is to be used but also how it is to be treated? Are there rules that stated that if malpractice is detected then there would be harsh penalties such as a large sum of money to be paid or lawsuits for certain damages? Or it is a situation that once it has been purchased it would no longer be the responsibility of the manufacturer or merchant and then becomes the sole responsibility of the owner, and also lies at the mercy of it’s owner? Another question. Can these Artificial Intelligence defend themselves. I hope they are built to detect danger and to defend themselves if it becomes necessary. Even if so there isn’t much they could do because they are control by buttons and remotes. The only solution is to have them programme to detect danger which would immediately send signals to it’s protector/s. In the meantime what mechanicsm could be put in place to prevent false alarm?

If these Artificial Intelligence can do all that is stated that they can do then women could be in for a big competition. Certainly there would be a bigger and louder cry for “Man shortage”. Just the beauty alone will left plenty women without a man. Just imagine a man can go home any hours of the night and don’t have to answer to anyone. No nagging he can piss and s where he wants to because it is his house or space. Women will have there space as usual for the men who want families. It is seen and experienced that a baby creeping or walking as fast as he or she can towards his/her father, happy to see their father and anticipated to be lift up by him into his arms after a day’s work and doing so playing with his child or children is real beauty and fulfilment. Healthy relationships will always will always have it’s place.

The knowledge of knowing that each and every egg was placed in a woman’s womb before she was born makes me wonder about our existence being here as individuals. It is my belief that if both parents did not have intercourse, then that egg would miss been furtilized just like the many eggs which had missed coming into existence because of the missed opportunity of been furtilized and so had gone to waste. It is a fact that some of those eggs are/were spoilt eggs and so not all of them would have been furtilized. It is some persons belief that if mother’s and father’s had not meet/met then the child/children would not be born, while it is others belief that yes, we all would still be here but would be having different fathers not only that but we would look different with different complexion, different voices and different pattern of behaviour. Some maybe shorter or taller. Many of these eggs we were taught are inside a woman’s womb and each month most women would have a period as an egg becomes mature because these eggs become mature every month for most women and as for the older women near menopause their eggs became rotten and when she passed the very last one she ended her journey of becoming a mother of a new born again. I am fascinated by these thoughts and often wonder if inspite of the odds if we would still be born. ” Everything give/thought Tom one day”. The cow gives milk, the field gives hay, the stars give beauty to the night. Maybe someone in the medical field would be able better to explain it. However, what is your opinion on the matter?

The body of a beautiful young girl was found under a bridge on causeway some years ago. A police woman was arrested and charged and later sentenced in that incident.  That too was a love triangle.  Now here we are again in 2022 with another love triangle and possible murder involving another female police.  Well when it comes to stand and defend the prick  most women nah back. But we all know that a live dog is better than a dead lion. There was once a confrontation between a police woman and another woman over a man one night and after the confrontation the woman was alone walking home when she was attacked by the police woman, so the woman crape up her cacka and throw her inna macka. Now a Nuh every woman strong like that woman and a Nuh every police woman so small and probably light. Dem have some woman in a de police foce deh weh dem foot a number eleven and dem height a Goliath. Ask me my advice? Run! I see a confrontation between one of the Goliath size and a small size woman. I told the woman to run and she stood there facing the Goliath looking straight at her and said “mi naah run”, mi a David”. I said to her again run!, And she again repeated to me ” eeh mi nah run mi a David. I said to her ‘ Yu Nuh David, Yu a Annief, weh Yu sir name? Fallen? ” Yu a Annief Fallen. She say ” David kill Goliath wid a sling shot”. Dis a modern day Goliath wi shoot Yu! Even David him woulda way try a ting wid. It is very stupid to kill another woman over a prick. One ended up at the morgue and the other a prison; while the left free to wine and giggle giggle ina de middle. He would be left free and single to mingle. Anyway in this case both the policeman and the police woman a go a prison. I hope there is strong evidence. The question though, is why did the policeman assisted the police woman? Him neeh hafi get involve. Wah because a fi him house it happened? Or because it was strangulation it seems easy for him for them to get rid of the body? Foolish, shouldn’t get involved.

Gal

Meg and Yannie headed home after they had enjoyed themselves to the full at a party. Weh mi say? Them enjoyed themselves to the max. Yannie been the quiet of the two reached her gate and both girls saw when Yannie’s man got up from the varandah, headed to the house door and closed it as she reached the door. She called him to open the door but he ignored her call which subsequently ended up as pleas, as she said in tears while she banged on the door “Rayan, open the door. He shouted from inside,”Weh Yu a lick dung the dooh fah?” He asked in a rough and angry tone of voice. He then opened the door about half an hour later and said to her ” Stop knock Pon mi dooh!”He was about to close it again when Yannie pleaded to him, “Please don’t close the door”. ” Give me a chance once more”. Meg shouted to Yannie ” Gallang in nuh”. Rayan shouted “In weh?” Meg said, “It a get late an mi wah go dung?” She said “As a matter of fact a bet my man nuh run Dem joke deh wid mi?” “My man know mi enuh, him caa run Dem joke deh wid me”. So she just walked off and go a fi har yard. Heh! When she reached home a Pon de varandah she si fi har suitcase and her sinting Dem. So she shouted ” A wah a gwaan yah” “A wah Dem yah?” Her man shouted, ” Yu nuh see a wah Dem deh?” He then opened the door to argue with her. That was his big mistake. She reached for two stones, her two hands full, the way the two stones big. She demanded, “Nuh shet a dooh deh enuh! He was about to shut the door when she hurled the stones one after the other straight Pon the door, the man hafi duck. Else a inna him head them woulda tap. She was active and fierce as she hastily looked around her for stones, bottles and wood while she yelled” Mi tell yu seh nuh Fi shet the b…..cloth dooh. Yu tink a joke mi a mek”. He man stood 5 feet 11 inches tall was no match for her. He grabbed a machete with one of his hand while he used the other hand to cover his head. Nutten nuh lef Pon dat deh house. Glass could be heard as it crashed. She was worst than Hurricane Gilbert. Anything and everything in sight got touch up by her. I mean everything included the man car which was parked in the yard. Mi wonder if shi nuh tayad. The man then rushed her with the machete and she ran off dagged behind the corner of the house. She woulda kill him wid stone. Him just couldn’t face her. Him spent most of him time a site and duc stone. Him a site the stone dem like him a waltz wid dem. Left right. right left and sometime him duc, like when pickny use to skip and go under rope a duh Antie Lou Lou. Mi Neva si anything like dat fra mi baan. Mi nuh si some rough woman deh bout. But she beat all cock fight. She Musa game cock.

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