The finale of day 4 in Sint Maarten, so this massage lady had walked up to me in broad day light with all of these people around and grabbed my ding-a-ling. I was at first in shock because I didn’t know what to do or what the hell was going on. My brain had frozen and the rest of my body couldn’t process what had just happened. I watched as a sinister smirk had come across her sick twisted deviant face. Her hands firmly yet gently caress my crotch. My heart raced as my reflexes kicked in and pushed this raggedy bitch up off me. I said, “Hey lady!” In my stern man voice, “what the hell are you doing!? You don’t just go around grabbing folks ding-a-lings like that.” She said, “Come on big daddy, you know that you like it. Come on and let me rub your feet I will give you a good deal!”
“Big daddy…?” My eyes bucked outta my head and I had to swallow real hard. (All that I heard in that whole exchange was Big daddy! I’m saying to myself, “Who in the hell is she calling big daddy?” I know got damn well she ain’t talking to me. I ain’t that damn big. I mean I got a lil belly but I ain’t fat.) Looking back on it now. I now realize that I’m crazy as hell. This woman just sexually assaulted me and told me that I liked it. And I’m worried about her calling me big daddy.
Anyhow, I said, “No, ma’am you don’t do that. You don’t do that to random folks that you don’t know.” I was shocked and I ain’t know what else to say. Then I said, “Do you do that to them white folks? This lady looked my dead square in my eyes and said, “Yes!” I was mortified (that means to feel embarrassed and shit.) I couldn’t believe that this lil bald headed, extra ugly, possum face looking heffa was this bold. I told her, “That’s not cool what if I was married or with my woman. Look at all these people out here and you doing that!?” She looks at me remorsefully and says, “I’m sorry big daddy, now come on let me rub your feet.” I couldn’t believe that this muthafucka called me big daddy again. I should have donkey konged her ass. But I’m a Christian man and the GOD that lives within me told me to let her live. She was just out trying to hustle and this is how she makes her money with shock value. So I forgave her and sat down with her to have a talk. She began to tell me about her abusive ex-husband who died from health issues, her best friend who was a make that was killed by his jealous ex, her daughter who wanted a new iPhone and her son who she went on to compare me to. She said was a big guy like me. (I’m thinking to myself b*tch, I ain’t big, you done called me big 3x now.)
We sat down on a small wall and spoke at length about her life, her experiences and why she does the things that she do. After our talk, even tho she was a pervert and likes to grab random men’s ding-a-lings. She turned out to be a really nice lady. I gave her my phone number and a hug, told her that if she or kids needed anything to call or text me. Now we’re text buddies. (Don’t you judge me)
After my traumatic encounter with this lady and the boys sitting back laughing at me because of what has just happened. We went to Buccaneer Bar and had a few drinks until the all white party that was happening later on that night. They had some good drink specials and the food was pretty good. The environment was festive and the staff was super friendly. If you go there, it’s a dude there who knows some one that is selling covid test for $40 so holla at him. So no he wasn’t selling them personally outta his back pocket, but but he knew where to take you to get them for $40. You’re going to need one before you left the island and they run from $70 to $180 in some places.
The all white party was in a courtyard, that was surrounded by a pizza kitchen called, “Pizza Italy” and an Italian restaurant called, ‘Jai contemporary Italian cuisine” I didn’t eat at either of those places but there was a DJ that was blasting this Caribbean music all through the venue that made you want to move your feets. The walls were snow white all around us, there were garden lights hanging from the roof tops to give you a back yard feel. Beautiful plants were all around the venue as a stone slate pathway lead you all around to all the shops. A light drizzle started to fall from the sky basking in the glow of the fluorescent green, purple and yellow lighting that pulsated with every beat that screamed from the speakers. Women dressed in all white were dutty whining and the men looking with sheer pleasure, as the pizza kitchen behind the DJ booth filled the air with the fragrant aroma of cheese and meat. On the end of the venue they were selling burgers and sandwiches in a pop up shop.
The vibes were good and the drinks were strong. Not one fight broke out the entire time I was there and this was a good thing. At the end of the party we all stood around people watching as they drunkingly got in their rides to go where ever. I was invited to a pool party once AGAIN. I had already made up in my mind that I wasn’t going. I was tired, I didn’t want to be bothered with these folks no more tonight and my social battery was drained. So of course one of the dudes who I was with said, “bruh you got to come, this thang is going to be off the chain!” I said, “Bet let me go to the room and get some swimming trunks. I still got the rental and I will meet yall there.” Little did he know, I was about to pull the ookie doke on their asses and I took the rentalcar back. He said, “Bet!, I’m about to get you the address” An he texted me the address right there and I was like ‘Shit!” So I said, “I gotchu, I will meet yall there!” I hailed me a cab back to the room and when I got there. I snatched all that sh*t off that I had on, jumped my black ass in the bed and went to sleep. I didn’t even baze I was so tired (don’t judge me). I also knew that I was leaving the next day so I needed to rest before my flight.
I will continue with part 5 of this story this week, be on the look out for it and please subscribe to my blog.
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