My mom and I are very close and we talk about all kinds of things. She's great because she's willing to talk with me about boys and sex and all that. ...he says it's better than learning it wrong from other kids. She's probably right.So, we've talked about sex in more detail than many moms and daughters. We've talked about birth control, oral sex, STDs, masturbation, handjobs, you name it. And my mom doesn't gloss over the details. When I turned twelve, she gave me my first vibrator and lessons. She introduce herself to James. She said her name is Keisha. She was taking a liking to James. She was captivated by his lay back. Demeanor Keisha looked into those brown eyes of his. She was hypnotized and she was. Getting all riled up. Brandi was ready to dance so. She grabbed James hand and they went to. The dance floor they were dancing. They were both feeling each other. Keisha was watching this at the bar. She was kind of bitter but. She had a trick up her sleeve. So Keisha went to the. I told her all but James and if she did not mind he was going to spend the night so she would have someone to make love to her if she wanted. Jen was silent for several seconds, then she told me that was very nice of me to think of her. Then she asked me to tell James we would be out in a few minutes and for me to come and join her. Wow, I was all for that and went out on the room and told James that Jen wanted me to help wash her and we would be out in a few. He said he would rest until we. I didn't write it.This first chapter does not contain any sex.Please approach this story with an open mind. Do not use this story and think all persons in Jamaica are like this. If you look on my profile you will see I am Jamaican. Reading this story however has given me an insight of how some Dancehall people live their lives in my country. This story seem from a different world to me, as it will to some of you who read it. I am sure crime and violence is in all countries. I was aware of it,.