My name ain't Stella....

[Ta Ta 1]

Hey darling. What's wrong? LOL I was trying to give you all something to read tomorrow.

Nothing wrong , just reading about how Delmar keeps going downhill and Ian is just a krazman ! Bout tem Mel bunt outta dis mess.

Har go tek revenge on Mya when dey meet mi tink.

I am going to Germany Wednesday for 10 days and will be without a computer wondering how the story is going.

[Forever Young 1]

**********MONDAY CHUCKLE**********

Good Mawning All...Happy Monday!!

I hope everyone had a good weekend!

Blessed,

Gill

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International Airport Test

A study was conducted recently to determine the average crime rate at international airports around the world. The study made use of an ordinary looking man standing in the airport terminal and reading a newspaper.

He had an empty briefcase next to him, which he would ignore. Observers then recorded how long it took for the briefcase to be snatched.

In Brussels, Belgium the case was stolen within 4 minutes and 20 seconds.

In Washington DC it was stolen within 3 minutes and 16 seconds.

At Heathrow, London the briefcase was snatched in less than 2 minutes.

In New York, the case was stolen within 1 minute and 5 seconds.

In Los Angeles it took only 43 seconds before the case was snatched.

In Kingston, Jamaica, the people conducting the study were robbed on the way to the airport and the briefcase was stolen along with their car!

[Jonesie 1]

OK..Jonesie no bodda wid di cat dem please no like dem

Hey Gillie...

Marlita what u up to ?

Welcome Mephys.....so happy the UN is getting bigger di more di better

Ok...Melodee caan buj up Ian cause 'im woulda kill her..onu figet he is a man of a certain caliber....woaiiiii....go deh Ian mi jealous

walk good

Kimmy

...awwwww Kimmy, yuh nuh like cyat? Mi love dem still...mi knoa NUFF Yardie nuh rate pus!! DAWG run Yard!! Seriously, fi hevery cyat yuh see inna Yard yuh see bout 50 hole mangy dawg name "Rex", "brownie, or "Blackie"

Blessed,

Gill

@ the dog names - hubby has a dog back in JA - him name Shaggy

[Jonesie 1]

Quinisha: *starts pointing her finger in the air, and rolling her neck* Excuse me?! I know you didn’t! I will loose my job and catch a case up in this b**** tiddey! Yuewn know nuthin about me alrigh? If you were all that, you wouldn’t be sitting in economy class in the first place boo. I tried to do you a favor. Secondly, this #### is probably the best you would ever have, in your entire sorry a** life! Let me also tell you that I have never worn a weave in my life, it’s mine dumb mf! I want to thank you for ruining my day, and saving it too. You probably got some infections in that little tiny di** of yours. Men with little di**s usually use high priced toys to make up for what they really lack in their pants.

Hey Big balla…why don’t you just use a different airline since you are in such a hurry? Let me guess. You ain’t got enough miles to get a free ticket huh?

Ian: I don’t have time for this bullsh**! GET ME A MANAGER NOW!!!!

Quinisha: I AM the Manager! I suggest you write a complaint. *Rips up the new ticket, and glares at Ian.*

Ian: I KNOW you didn’t just destroy my ticket!

Quinisha: I never destroyed your ticket sir. Your ticket is right here. *furiously typing on the keyboard, and a second later a new ticket appears* Enjoy your flight. Next in line please.

Ian: *snatches the new ticket and looks at it. He is no longer seated in first class, he is sitting at the rear of the plane.* You PROMISED an upgrade! You know what…forget it! You are not worth it! *stalks off and begins pacing near the large floor to ceiling windows*

RRRROOOOLLLLIIINNNN - go girl! That's what he get

[Jonesie 1]

Quinisha likes a man that is hard and rough, and Ian’s earlier outburst excited her. However, Ian’s kisses leave a lot to be desired because they are too wet. Her mouth and chin are soaked. He even managed to get saliva up her nose. She pulls away, and wipes her face to give him a hint before she gets rude.*

YUCK!

[jawi876 2]

Quinisha likes a man that is hard and rough, and Ian’s earlier outburst excited her. However, Ian’s kisses leave a lot to be desired because they are too wet. Her mouth and chin are soaked. He even managed to get saliva up her nose. She pulls away, and wipes her face to give him a hint before she gets rude.*

YUCK!

kikiki. Mawnin...

[Jonesie 1]

hoping that his erection will endure.

He need to get some steam fish and crackers while in JA

Add okra to that too

[jawi876 2]

Mya: Mmmmm hmmm….yes. Oooooh yeah Raaastta! Tr-Tra-Travis! Oh daddy you make me feel so damn good. No..please…yes…no please don’t stop. Whatever you do don’t stop…

*Mya wakes from the throes of an erotic dream. She almost regrets waking up until she realizes that she was not dreaming at all. Tradee had awakened her in the best way humanly possible. He had entered her from behind as she lay sleeping on her stomach, and was now making love to her sleeping form.

Tradee was lying on top of her in a full push-up, using all of his arm strength to keep from crushing her under his weight. His hips, dipped low, were rotating and rocking in tight counterclockwise circles. His breathing was labored and heavy in her ear, as he lowered his head to lick her neck and earlobe.

Mya arches her back and begins to move her waist in slow clockwise circles to increase the friction between them. She crosses her legs to hold him inside her already tight womb, and uses her ankles and heels to urge him to go deeper.

Tradee’s muscles give out from the huge sensation her small modifications created, and he rests his entire weight on her backside. He wraps his forearms under her armpits, and crudely pulls her body into his repeatedly as he lovingly bites her back, neck and shoulders. Tradee can feel her ever-present warmth emanating from deep within her soul, and he loves the feeling of her soft a** rubbing and bouncing against his pelvic bone. He soon realizes that he is in danger of releasing before her, but he can’t manage to separate from her or switch their movements. Tradee begins thrusting deep, hard and fast as his orgasm takes over. His breath comes out in short harsh pants that coincide with his momentum. Tradee screams out in wild abandon, and he clutches Mya to him as if she can save him drowning. Tradee rolls off of her and onto his back with a huge contented sigh.*

[Jonesie 1]

*Quinisha chuckles at her little escapade with Ian. She pats her breast to make certain the money she lifted from Ian’s pocket is still intact...She had lifted over $3300 dollars from Ian’s pocket. She grinned and clapped silently with glee. Quinisha walked down the airport terminal with extra bounce and sway, occasionally glancing at her beauty in storefront windows. Yes, she would definitely enjoy her arrangement with Ian, for as long as he lasted.*

Heyyyyyyy

How much you willing to bet she knows Mya

[jawi876 2]

*Mya kisses him, and uses her hands to pleasure herself until Tradee’s breathing returns to normal. When the vein in the middle of his forehead subsides, Mya climbs on top of him. She rubs her wet apex against him, and slowly coaxes his semi-erect ####### inside of her. Mya doesn’t move until she can feel his erection begin to jump in rhythm with his heartbeat. She begins moving in a back and forth motion; waiting on him to completely fill her with his expanding anaconda.

When Mya begins to bounce in his lap, Tradee lifts his pelvis high to meet her motions and help her bounce. Mya turns to straddle him backwards. She allows her upper body to lean back over his chest, and Tradee begins thrusting wildy beneath her. He uses his hands to stroke her breasts and tease her tight nipples. Then, he allows his hands to dip lower and caress her pleasure button.

Mya pushes down as Tradee drives upward until they both plunge into an orgasm at the same time. Tradee nudges Mya face around to place a heady kiss on her parted mouth. Their tongues dance together, never fully allowing the slow burning embers to cool.*

Tradee: Stand up Empress. No, don’t move off the bed. I want you to stand up over me. I want to look at you from here. I want to see every inch of you.

Mya: Okay baby. I’m just going to freshen up first.

[jawi876 2]

*She rolls over and kisses him again before jumping off the bed and skipping energetically into the bathroom. Mya takes a quick shower, and adds body oil to her still wet body. She puts on a pair of platform Lucite heels, and her crystal rhinestone belly chain that loops through her belly ring. Mya puts on a little bit of lip gloss and tosses her untamed tresses. She selects one of Tradee’s large shirts, and buttons it over her nude form.

Tradee smiles at Mya appreciatively when she exits the bathroom wearing his shirt. He watches her stroll saucily over to the bed. Tradee remains on his back with his head propped up on the large overstuffed pillows. He holds out a hand to assist her step up on the bed. Mya steps over Tradee’s body, and straddles him in a wide-legged stance with her hands on her hips. She allows her foot to slowly trace down his chest and abdomen. Then, she begins to move slowly in an exotic strip tease. Mya unbuttons the top button of Tradee’s shirt, and allows it to fall off one of her shoulders. She slowly removes the shirt, and holds it in front of her to modestly cover her nudity. When Tradee licks his lips, she tosses the shirt to the floor with grand gesture. Tradee inhales sharply at the sight of her sparkling waistline and shimmering skin. He allows his eyes to rove her entire body voraciously. Tradee begins telling Mya in full detail how he plans to make love to each body part that he spies.

Mya’s body begins trembling with anticipation. Tradee’s visual journey over her body is exciting and mind boggling. He is driving her insane with wanton desire, all without lifting a finger to touch her.*

Tradee: Run your fingers through your hair baby. Lick your lips slowly. Now, pretend your hands are my hands. Pose for the camera Empress. Ah, yeah…that's it baby. Take your time. No rushing, we’ve got all day. On my instruction, I want you to touch yourself like I’m touching you for the first time. I want you to touch yourself exactly as I tell you. If my touch doesn't please you, I want you to tell me how I should “touch†you. However, you can't show me, or start until I expressly tell you to do it.

*Mya plays the game of "Travis Says" like a pro. She is excited to watch him touching himself as she pleasures herself. They “make love†to each other in this manner for over an hour.

When Mya thinks she can’t take another minute of this blissful torment, Tradee reaches up for her waist and pulls her down to him. He flips her over to her back, and rolls on top of her. Tradee enters her with the strength of a bulldozer. He pulls her legs up and over his shoulders. Mya uses the heels of her platforms to pull her legs back toward the headboard, and give Tradee more access. Tradee is relentless in his pursuit to drive Mya insane with desire. He withdraws from her, and begins to make slow love to every inch of her body just as he promised earlier. Mya begins babbling incoherently as tears stream down her face. Tradee continues his blissful assault on his woman’s senses, and gently kisses her flowing tears away. He never stops talking to her, whispering his love and his intentions.

Mya experiences several multiples from Tradee’s relentless onslaught, and she even passed out briefly from the intensity. She begins begging for mercy, and he obliges by entering her inch by excruciating inch. They ride wave after wave clinging to the other in the sea of their love. Afterwards, the couple lay exhausted and drained in each others arms, completely sated.*

Edited November 12, 2007 by jawi876

[Jonesie 1]

*She rolls over and kisses him again before jumping off the bed and skipping energetically into the bathroom. Mya takes a quick shower, and adds body oil to her still wet body. She puts on a pair of platform Lucite heels, and her crystal rhinestone belly chain that loops through her belly ring. Mya puts on a little bit of lip gloss and tosses her untamed tresses. She selects one of Tradee’s large shirts, and buttons it over her nude form.

Tradee smiles at Mya appreciatively when she exits the bathroom wearing his shirt. He watches her stroll saucily over to the bed. Tradee remains on his back with his head propped up on the large overstuffed pillows. He holds out a hand to assist her step up on the bed. Mya steps over Tradee’s body, and straddles him in a wide-legged stance with her hands on her hips. She allows her foot to slowly trace down his chest and abdomen. Then, she begins to move slowly in an exotic strip tease. Mya unbuttons the top button of Tradee’s shirt, and allows it to fall off one of her shoulders. She slowly removes the shirt, and holds it in front of her to modestly cover her nudity. When Tradee licks his lips, she tosses the shirt to the floor with grand gesture. Tradee inhales sharply at the sight of her sparkling waistline and shimmering skin. He allows his eyes to rove her entire body voraciously. Tradee begins telling Mya in full detail how he plans to make love to each body part that he spies.

Mya’s body begins trembling with anticipation. Tradee’s visual journey over her body is exciting and mind boggling. He is driving her insane with wanton desire, all without lifting a finger to touch her.*

Tradee: Run your fingers through your hair baby. Lick your lips slowly. Now, pretend your hands are my hands. Pose for the camera Empress. Ah, yeah…that's it baby. Take your time. No rushing, we’ve got all day. On my instruction, I want you to touch yourself like I’m touching you for the first time. I want you to touch yourself exactly as I tell you. If my touch doesn't please you, I want you to tell me how I should “touch†you. However, you can't show me, or start until I expressly tell you to do it.

*Mya plays the game of "Travis Says" like a pro. She is excited to watch him touching himself as she pleasures herself. They “make love†to each other in this manner for over an hour.

When Mya thinks she can’t take another minute of this blissful torment, Tradee reaches up for her waist and pulls her down to him. He flips her over to her back, and rolls on top of her. Tradee enters her with the strength of a bulldozer. He pulls her legs up and over his shoulders. Mya uses the heels of her platforms to pull her legs back toward the headboard, and give Tradee more access. Tradee is relentless in his pursuit to drive Mya insane with desire. He withdraws from her, and begins to make slow love to every inch of her body just as he promised earlier. Mya begins babbling incoherently as tears stream down her face. Tradee continues his blissful assault on his woman’s senses, and gently kisses her flowing tears away. He never stops talking to her, whispering his love and his intentions.

Mya experiences several multiples from Tradee’s relentless onslaught, and she even passed out briefly from the intensity. She begins begging for mercy, and he obliges by entering her inch by excruciating inch. They ride wave after wave clinging to the other in the sea of their love. Afterwards, the couple lay exhausted and drained in each others arms, completely sated.*

Di man craven! Ital food keep di buddy ready

[jawi876 2]

*She rolls over and kisses him again before jumping off the bed and skipping energetically into the bathroom. Mya takes a quick shower, and adds body oil to her still wet body. She puts on a pair of platform Lucite heels, and her crystal rhinestone belly chain that loops through her belly ring. Mya puts on a little bit of lip gloss and tosses her untamed tresses. She selects one of Tradee’s large shirts, and buttons it over her nude form.

Tradee smiles at Mya appreciatively when she exits the bathroom wearing his shirt. He watches her stroll saucily over to the bed. Tradee remains on his back with his head propped up on the large overstuffed pillows. He holds out a hand to assist her step up on the bed. Mya steps over Tradee’s body, and straddles him in a wide-legged stance with her hands on her hips. She allows her foot to slowly trace down his chest and abdomen. Then, she begins to move slowly in an exotic strip tease. Mya unbuttons the top button of Tradee’s shirt, and allows it to fall off one of her shoulders. She slowly removes the shirt, and holds it in front of her to modestly cover her nudity. When Tradee licks his lips, she tosses the shirt to the floor with grand gesture. Tradee inhales sharply at the sight of her sparkling waistline and shimmering skin. He allows his eyes to rove her entire body voraciously. Tradee begins telling Mya in full detail how he plans to make love to each body part that he spies.

Mya’s body begins trembling with anticipation. Tradee’s visual journey over her body is exciting and mind boggling. He is driving her insane with wanton desire, all without lifting a finger to touch her.*

Tradee: Run your fingers through your hair baby. Lick your lips slowly. Now, pretend your hands are my hands. Pose for the camera Empress. Ah, yeah…that's it baby. Take your time. No rushing, we’ve got all day. On my instruction, I want you to touch yourself like I’m touching you for the first time. I want you to touch yourself exactly as I tell you. If my touch doesn't please you, I want you to tell me how I should “touch†you. However, you can't show me, or start until I expressly tell you to do it.

*Mya plays the game of "Travis Says" like a pro. She is excited to watch him touching himself as she pleasures herself. They “make love†to each other in this manner for over an hour.

When Mya thinks she can’t take another minute of this blissful torment, Tradee reaches up for her waist and pulls her down to him. He flips her over to her back, and rolls on top of her. Tradee enters her with the strength of a bulldozer. He pulls her legs up and over his shoulders. Mya uses the heels of her platforms to pull her legs back toward the headboard, and give Tradee more access. Tradee is relentless in his pursuit to drive Mya insane with desire. He withdraws from her, and begins to make slow love to every inch of her body just as he promised earlier. Mya begins babbling incoherently as tears stream down her face. Tradee continues his blissful assault on his woman’s senses, and gently kisses her flowing tears away. He never stops talking to her, whispering his love and his intentions.

Mya experiences several multiples from Tradee’s relentless onslaught, and she even passed out briefly from the intensity. She begins begging for mercy, and he obliges by entering her inch by excruciating inch. They ride wave after wave clinging to the other in the sea of their love. Afterwards, the couple lay exhausted and drained in each others arms, completely sated.*

Di man craven! Ital food keep di buddy ready

yuhseeit! Maybe I should convince A to change his diet. LOL :lol:

[Forever Young 1]

*She rolls over and kisses him again before jumping off the bed and skipping energetically into the bathroom. Mya takes a quick shower, and adds body oil to her still wet body. She puts on a pair of platform Lucite heels, and her crystal rhinestone belly chain that loops through her belly ring. Mya puts on a little bit of lip gloss and tosses her untamed tresses. She selects one of Tradee’s large shirts, and buttons it over her nude form.

Tradee smiles at Mya appreciatively when she exits the bathroom wearing his shirt. He watches her stroll saucily over to the bed. Tradee remains on his back with his head propped up on the large overstuffed pillows. He holds out a hand to assist her step up on the bed. Mya steps over Tradee’s body, and straddles him in a wide-legged stance with her hands on her hips. She allows her foot to slowly trace down his chest and abdomen. Then, she begins to move slowly in an exotic strip tease. Mya unbuttons the top button of Tradee’s shirt, and allows it to fall off one of her shoulders. She slowly removes the shirt, and holds it in front of her to modestly cover her nudity. When Tradee licks his lips, she tosses the shirt to the floor with grand gesture. Tradee inhales sharply at the sight of her sparkling waistline and shimmering skin. He allows his eyes to rove her entire body voraciously. Tradee begins telling Mya in full detail how he plans to make love to each body part that he spies.

Mya’s body begins trembling with anticipation. Tradee’s visual journey over her body is exciting and mind boggling. He is driving her insane with wanton desire, all without lifting a finger to touch her.*

Tradee: Run your fingers through your hair baby. Lick your lips slowly. Now, pretend your hands are my hands. Pose for the camera Empress. Ah, yeah…that's it baby. Take your time. No rushing, we’ve got all day. On my instruction, I want you to touch yourself like I’m touching you for the first time. I want you to touch yourself exactly as I tell you. If my touch doesn't please you, I want you to tell me how I should “touch†you. However, you can't show me, or start until I expressly tell you to do it.

*Mya plays the game of "Travis Says" like a pro. She is excited to watch him touching himself as she pleasures herself. They “make love†to each other in this manner for over an hour.

When Mya thinks she can’t take another minute of this blissful torment, Tradee reaches up for her waist and pulls her down to him. He flips her over to her back, and rolls on top of her. Tradee enters her with the strength of a bulldozer. He pulls her legs up and over his shoulders. Mya uses the heels of her platforms to pull her legs back toward the headboard, and give Tradee more access. Tradee is relentless in his pursuit to drive Mya insane with desire. He withdraws from her, and begins to make slow love to every inch of her body just as he promised earlier. Mya begins babbling incoherently as tears stream down her face. Tradee continues his blissful assault on his woman’s senses, and gently kisses her flowing tears away. He never stops talking to her, whispering his love and his intentions.

Mya experiences several multiples from Tradee’s relentless onslaught, and she even passed out briefly from the intensity. She begins begging for mercy, and he obliges by entering her inch by excruciating inch. They ride wave after wave clinging to the other in the sea of their love. Afterwards, the couple lay exhausted and drained in each others arms, completely sated.*

Di man craven! Ital food keep di buddy ready

yuhseeit! Maybe I should convince A to change his diet. LOL :lol:

INDEED!!!!!! That was a lovely quickie dissa mawning I need to knoa what deh 'ell Mya duh fi manage halla dem positon deh!! Mya 'ave a workout video available fi wi??? Dat a nex ting yuh couldda mek a pissa change from Jaw's...Mya workout fi 'WUK...HIT...HOUT'!!!

Bless Bless,

Gill

[jawi876 2]

*She rolls over and kisses him again before jumping off the bed and skipping energetically into the bathroom. Mya takes a quick shower, and adds body oil to her still wet body. She puts on a pair of platform Lucite heels, and her crystal rhinestone belly chain that loops through her belly ring. Mya puts on a little bit of lip gloss and tosses her untamed tresses. She selects one of Tradee’s large shirts, and buttons it over her nude form.

Tradee smiles at Mya appreciatively when she exits the bathroom wearing his shirt. He watches her stroll saucily over to the bed. Tradee remains on his back with his head propped up on the large overstuffed pillows. He holds out a hand to assist her step up on the bed. Mya steps over Tradee’s body, and straddles him in a wide-legged stance with her hands on her hips. She allows her foot to slowly trace down his chest and abdomen. Then, she begins to move slowly in an exotic strip tease. Mya unbuttons the top button of Tradee’s shirt, and allows it to fall off one of her shoulders. She slowly removes the shirt, and holds it in front of her to modestly cover her nudity. When Tradee licks his lips, she tosses the shirt to the floor with grand gesture. Tradee inhales sharply at the sight of her sparkling waistline and shimmering skin. He allows his eyes to rove her entire body voraciously. Tradee begins telling Mya in full detail how he plans to make love to each body part that he spies.

Mya’s body begins trembling with anticipation. Tradee’s visual journey over her body is exciting and mind boggling. He is driving her insane with wanton desire, all without lifting a finger to touch her.*

Tradee: Run your fingers through your hair baby. Lick your lips slowly. Now, pretend your hands are my hands. Pose for the camera Empress. Ah, yeah…that's it baby. Take your time. No rushing, we’ve got all day. On my instruction, I want you to touch yourself like I’m touching you for the first time. I want you to touch yourself exactly as I tell you. If my touch doesn't please you, I want you to tell me how I should “touch†you. However, you can't show me, or start until I expressly tell you to do it.

*Mya plays the game of "Travis Says" like a pro. She is excited to watch him touching himself as she pleasures herself. They “make love†to each other in this manner for over an hour.

When Mya thinks she can’t take another minute of this blissful torment, Tradee reaches up for her waist and pulls her down to him. He flips her over to her back, and rolls on top of her. Tradee enters her with the strength of a bulldozer. He pulls her legs up and over his shoulders. Mya uses the heels of her platforms to pull her legs back toward the headboard, and give Tradee more access. Tradee is relentless in his pursuit to drive Mya insane with desire. He withdraws from her, and begins to make slow love to every inch of her body just as he promised earlier. Mya begins babbling incoherently as tears stream down her face. Tradee continues his blissful assault on his woman’s senses, and gently kisses her flowing tears away. He never stops talking to her, whispering his love and his intentions.

Mya experiences several multiples from Tradee’s relentless onslaught, and she even passed out briefly from the intensity. She begins begging for mercy, and he obliges by entering her inch by excruciating inch. They ride wave after wave clinging to the other in the sea of their love. Afterwards, the couple lay exhausted and drained in each others arms, completely sated.*

Di man craven! Ital food keep di buddy ready

yuhseeit! Maybe I should convince A to change his diet. LOL :lol:

INDEED!!!!!! That was a lovely quickie dissa mawning I need to knoa what deh 'ell Mya duh fi manage halla dem positon deh!! Mya 'ave a workout video available fi wi??? Dat a nex ting yuh couldda mek a pissa change from Jaw's...Mya workout fi 'WUK...HIT...HOUT'!!!

Bless Bless,

Gill

LOL...it's been too long for me. I have to...errr..Mya has to perfect it before it can be released. kikikikiki