I was born and raised here in a little slice of paradise called Slaver's Bay. I'm a descendant of the slaves brought to this place centuries ago to wo...k the sugar plantations. I went to school for a few years, I can read and speak English pretty well. But formal jobs have always been hard to come by. Our country's economy has always been small and very poor.Until recently. Foreigners have come to our little corner of the world in search of the perfect holiday destination. The little fishing. She likes it rough, if it’s followed by kisses. She likes it soft, but I have to get her attention first. Light fingertips grazing her skin wind her up. Tickling pulls her down. Good, the mink mitten works on her breasts. The bristle brush works on her thighs. The hot wax works on her stomach. The ice works on her face and neck. The feathers wind her up on her sides, and pull her down on her feet. The cat works on her mons if I lick it right after. Damn, she winds up easy! The trick is going to. Finally, I wormed it out of Jane: Martha wuz pregnant, an' she didn't know ifen Rastus or Jim Arthur wuz the father. Martha wuz afraid of what Rastus would say ifen the baby wuzn't his. Well, I stuck my nose inta somebody else's business, again, and told Rastus what the problem wuz. He blew his top, but with happiness. He didn't care who the father wuz, he wuz still gonna love the baby cuz it came out of Martha.This wuz a great relief ta everybody, an' we all relaxed inta one big happy family.. We are going to win state this year and finally get some colleges to start recruiting from this school. We have the talent this year. The only thing we need to do...” Coach Taylor pauses for effect. “Is win!” Everyone is shouting our school name. “Now give me twenty laps!”After our laps, we are separated into groups and practice our positions. The coaches cheer every time I make a three-pointer.“He never misses,” Coach Taylor brags.I head out for my morning run as Uncle Bao follows me up the.