Whew!! Ok mi finally cyatch hup!! Where everybady deh?! Mi caan believe nobady post inna deh thread in di last 3 hours!

Jawi, mi so glad yuh back. Mi kno mi miss yuh sinting bad bad! How yuh deh? Mon, ie so much fi comment on wit dis ere mi nah kno where fi stawt! So mi nah a stawt no where!! Kimmy yuh figit tuh pick me up yahso!!!? Mi come tuh yuh tho, so cyan ride hup wit you and Tam.

Lawd Gwad this wedding got mi hart ah race and mi blood ah burn fiyah inna mi veins. Mi tink Mel shood run pon di aisle an tek wey Toya cuz Ian ah go crazYYYYY!!!!! I don't think I can wait til this weekend for more, mi hooked like waan Stella Staahkie!

Kimmyl wha bout me? Yuh fargot me address aready? Mek me remine yuh. Me live ah North Kaki Laki. Yuh betta picl me up. Dere is safety in numbers.

Claire awrite..i got u and Lita to..awrite if a pick up nobody else mi affi go rent a limo wah oonuh seh...but look we done late...oonuh see howoonuh mek mi late fi di drama...lawd mi sorry fi Toya..wooieeeee

Tank u Jawi hunny..love u

Chantelle walks up to Melodee nervously.

Melodee: Whaa gwaan Chantelle? Dis wedding pretty tuh rass nuh tru? Mi gyal nuff tings change between mi and man frum farrin. Ian is amazingly complicated, and I love it. He keeps me on my toes. I think I’m going to hang on to him for a while. I don’t need the Eraser afterall darling.

Claire awrite..i got u and Lita to..awrite if a pick up nobody else mi affi go rent a limo wah oonuh seh...but look we done late...oonuh see howoonuh mek mi late fi di drama...lawd mi sorry fi Toya..wooieeeee

Tank u Jawi hunny..love u

FANTISTICO Great installment

What is an "Eraser"

Erasa...is de hacid Melodee ask Chantelle fe.

Fi bleach out di skin...wicked stuff from wha mi hear.

Mi dream about deh wedding lass nite, then hubby call me at 5:30am serenading me with sum Backstreet Boys love song. mi tink ie Rasta ah call mi.

This is all I have for now...I will try to create more this weekend. Love you all...goodnight and sweet dreams.

Love Is...

Jawi876

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*The first chord of the wedding march song silences Ian. He turns in his seat to watch the wedding party proceed down the aisle. He doesn’t recognize anyone, so he stifles a yawn and pretends to be interested. Then, he notices Frowzy escorting a plump woman down the aisle. He is smiling so hard, you would be hard pressed not to think he was the one getting married. Frowzy acknowledges Ian with the Jamaican handshake he taught Ian at the bar, and continues down the path. Ian smiles widely, and his eyes follow Frowzy and the woman on their short journey.

Ian turns back around and almost swallowed his tongue.*

Ian: What the phock?! Mya?!!! Hold on…wait a minute. Ian you are really tripping. That woman really looks like Mya. But, she wouldn’t be in a Jamaican wedding. He** naw! It is Mya! MYA???!

Melodee: Mya? That b**ch’s name again. You know her Ian? Is that the woman you came down here looking for? De ooman nasty nuh RASS. Mi cyan believe yuh phock har too.

Crowd: SSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! Yuh tuh rude mi yout! Respect de runnings star! Be quiet! Bumbo! RAAS! Let dem finish de suss! Farrin ooman ah skettel…run ah yaad ah beg we man dem! Fiyyyaahhh! Jah Raastafari! Dis is sacred grung…nuh dutty de Lord’s Holy grung! Lawd tek de case! Faaadaa! SSSSSSSSSHHHHHH!!!!

*Mya looks towards Ian’s direction. She looks up at Tradee and smiles. He lifts her hand to his lips to kiss it discreetly. Mya takes a second look behind her, and recognition dawns on her as she looks at Ian’s shocked face.*

Mya: *whispering* Oh sh**! What the he**? How did he get here? How? What? Oh no! He is going to hurt her Travis. How can we stop him? Noooo…noooo…sh*** no!

Tradee: *whispering back* Eeehhnnn. Whaa gwaan Mya? Yuh mek a scene babes. Yuh gwaan like yuh haunted. Calm dung. Everyting criss baby. Mi dere wid yuh all de way. Yuh knoa mi love yuh. Nuh fret.

*Mya and Tradee reach the altar, and she is tempted to run back up the aisle and stop Toya’s descent. She looks nervously at the spot where she saw Ian, but he is no longer there. In the next chair, she notices the woman that she beat at Tradee’s house. The woman is smirking at her, and emitting hissing sounds through her teeth. Before Mya can think clearly, the music starts and the crowd rises from their seats to honor the bride’s walk.*

Melodee: *kiss teet* Friendship is so subjective don’t you think? Elyse is it? Are you joining us, or did you come to do your job?

*Melodee takes a gulp of wine before setting the glass down harshly. She allows the robe to fall from her nude shoulders on the private lanai. Melodee strolls sexily over to Ian, coaxes his wineglass from his hand, and kisses him until he staggers from the ache in his loin. Reasonably satisfied that she had won this battle, she saunters slowly to her table, and lies down.*

Ian: Uh..uh…whew. Sh**! Elyse darling, feel free to get started with your presentation when you are ready. Mel, join me in the hot tub while we decide on the pieces you want. We can do our massages after you are satisified.

Elyse: Mr. Royale, I was instructed to bring two pair of shoes per outfit. I hope that you and Ms. Melodee find the selections to your liking. Do you want me to model them with or without the outfits?

Ian: Oh. You have the outfits too? I think that will give us a better idea of the total look. Please model the complete outfit for us. *wink*

Melodee: It’s really not necessary honey. I have a good idea of what I like, and what I would like to see with each outfit.

Ian: Nonsense Melodee. Elyse has come all this way for us, the least we can do is to let her do what she gets paid to do. She is a personal shopper after all. Relax, and enjoy your wine.

Elyse ignores Melodee, and begins disrobing on the lanai. She glances over her shoulder to see the look of anger and envy on Melodee’s pretty face, and the obvious glee and admiration on Ian’s. Elyse is only concerned with Ian’s approval.

Melodee: Excuse me ma’am. I think you should get dressed in the dressing room, not out here. It is not very professional for you to show your naked a** in front of us.

Elyse: My apologies ma’am. I was a model for about five years, and I got used to being nude in all types of scenarios. I will respect your wishes.

Ian: Mel, do you have to be so catty and abrasive? You started the nudity afterall. I say what’s a little harmless nudity amongst friends? Please proceed Elyse, and dare I say you have an amazing body. Why did you stop modeling?

Melodee: Eeehhnnn? *kiss teet* Mi catty and habrasive? Bumbocl**!

Elyse: Ha-ha. Thank you Mr. Royale. I haven’t really stopped modeling. I’m attempting to learn every aspect of the fashion industry to make me more marketable. I ideal dream would be to become a fashion designer.

Ma’am. I made the following selections to match the lovely green dress you selected earlier. You have the option of going with a metallic sandal, or this beautiful multi-colored slipper.

Melodee: Please stop calling me ma’am and Ms. We are about the same age. Ian, is this really necessary?

Ian: I love both of them. We will take both pairs and the matching bags. Let’s see the next outfit please. When you are done, you can join us here in the hot tub. Waiter, please bring more wine and some fruit. Thanks.

Melodee: Ian? I asked you a question. Are you ignoring me now?

[i]*Ian watches Elyse’s a** sashay away to the dressing room, as she removes the dress from her shoulders and upper torso.*[/i]

*whispering to Melodee* Remember the next time you try to tell me that you aren’t feeling me, there are other women that won’t hesitate to show me their appreciation. If you are not interested in me, then walk away and don’t look back. I don’t see how your behavior was any different from mine earlier. Now, Melodee baby are you interested in dating me exclusively, or do you need time to figure out how to get Delmar back? I know that I’m feeling you Melodee, and I will do anything to be with you. But, I am the man in this relationship.

Mi dream about deh wedding lass nite, then hubby call me at 5:30am serenading me with sum Backstreet Boys love song. mi tink ie Rasta ah call mi.

Jawi.....hope your in the best of health but I really need fi read mi stories.

Pls don't have mi waiting much longer I might have to hit the book store this weekend and grab mi a Zane book.

Zane is good But mi tink Jawi lef Zane inna deh dust wit dis 'ere Stella

.....mi nuh go miss dis ting ...... Ah meet yuh in di place , sistren save a seat for miself. Hanybody call di body guards ? Dem medics ?
Oh this be a mess ! Mi nuh have pic fer di dress mi ah go wear......see yuh there

Hey Omoba girl....how u doing? I know someone need to call the Royal Guards cause Mr. Royale a go get a beat down....nice to see u...Sonny wah gwaan

Hey KimKim nuhting gwaan ere mi jus sit han wait fe de big dey

I gotta get caught up on this tomorrow after my doc appointment! Unnu love chat!

Jawi.....hope your in the best of health but I really need fi read mi stories.

u see it.....mi tired fi wait yah now

.....mi nuh go miss dis ting ...... Ah meet yuh in di place , sistren save a seat for miself. Hanybody call di body guards ? Dem medics ?
Oh this be a mess ! Mi nuh have pic fer di dress mi ah go wear......see yuh there

Hey Kimmy,

I have not given the surgery much thought because I exhausted all of my FMLA time, which is why I went back to work. I'm going to see if the doctor can recommend a chiropractor before I consider surgery. I want it to be my absolute last option.

My sister wants me to go ahead and schedule the surgery and talk to HR about keeping my job. But, I'm afraid of not having the FMLA protection.

Ok ..I totally understand..do u get vacation days for this year ? was his work related ? Is FMLA given per year or per lifetime of ur job ? can u just FMLA for one condition or u get it everytime u have serious imjury or emergency ?

I pray all goes well

Zane is good But mi tink Jawi lef Zane inna deh dust wit dis 'ere Stella

You know I never heard of Zane until I saw this comment Dimples made and then the very next day, I was going thru my lil sis dresser and saw a Zane book!!! Something about sorority girls. How ironic is that! I may have to check it out wanna these days.

Hey Kimmy,

I have not given the surgery much thought because I exhausted all of my FMLA time, which is why I went back to work. I'm going to see if the doctor can recommend a chiropractor before I consider surgery. I want it to be my absolute last option.

My sister wants me to go ahead and schedule the surgery and talk to HR about keeping my job. But, I'm afraid of not having the FMLA protection.

Hi everyone.

I'm sorry that I have not posted anymore of the story. I really thought that I would be able to finish the story this weekend. But, it doesn't appear to be in the works. I have been in a LOT of pain lately. I'm depressed because I can't get any relief. I'm just tired. Tired through to the bone. I just want to lie down and not get back up. I'm only holding on by a thread for my sons.

I'm dealing with a lot of negativity at work, and its hard not having any real friends in Atlanta. My man is in Canada, and all the people that really love me stay in other states.

I feel like I'm missing out on so much with you guys. I feel out of the loop and like a stranger. I don't know when I'll finish the story, I apologize. I'm just so tired of it all.

Jawi