Jamaican Gangs of New York

By Desmond Skyers

In search of a better life, these new migrants arrived in New York City from the poverty-stricken and violent ghetto of Western Kingston, Jamaica. Predisposed to violence and experienced in the life of the street, they aged between twenty and thirty-five. They were different from all those that came before them from this exotic island.

With the potential for a drug sale at any time, these new arrivals squared-off against one another in the streets of New York City, fighting for control of the illicit yet lucrative cocaine and crack market. From Brooklyn to Queens, Manhattan to the Bronx, the city was divided into three gang strongholds, basically no-go areas.

Joe Dog and the Loyalist posse took control of South Jamaica, Queens; Blacka and the Raiders posse control Brooklyn; and Fowl and the Centralist posse controlled the Bronx.

In addition to the Jamaicans, there were two black American gangs, one came out of Brooklyn and the other from Queens. When they crossed paths with the Jamaicans, it was war.

Then there was the Gem Girls. This was a gang of girls from western Kingston led by a light-skinned lesbian named Patsy. These girls were as ruthless as their male Jamaican counterpart.

The desire for instant gratification and material satisfaction was impetus for the violence and killings that followed. None dared to stand in their way.
This violence caught the attention of the newly elected mayor Jack Jackson, who established a gang task force, headed up by a no-nonsense former Vietnam veteran named Todd Sullivan. On Todds first day on the job, he shook his head and swore. These fucking Jamaican posses are turning our city into a fucking killing zone. We are going to send every fucking one of them to prison.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris UK
• Release date: Oct 6, 2017
• ISBN: 9781543487411

Desmond Skyers

My name is Desmond Samuel Skyers I was born in the United Kingdom, on May 26, 1962, to a family of Jamaican immigrants who had migrated to the U.K. My parents moved back to their native homeland of Jamaica when I was about one-year old, and lived there until my early twenties when I travelled back to the land of my birth. Arriving in England, I worked as a janitor for a few months, before enrolling into Brixton Community College. After a brief period, I dropped out of college and migrated to the United States of America. Once in America, I took up residence in New York City, where I found work at a car repair shop. I work at the shop for a brief time before meeting up with old friends from Jamaica, this opened a new way of life for me. Not long and I was buying and selling everything I could get my hands on; Quickly I went from a no name to a law enforcement target. In 1993, I was arrested and sent to prison for three life sentence plus 40 years in federal prison. I appealed my conviction and was resentence to four concurrent 30-year sentence, during my imprisonment I went to college and I have written six books and countless of speeches and other unpublished material. This is the first part of my trilogy titled JAMAICAN GANGS OF NEW YORK, I am now free from prison and living in London where I am busy trying to put my life back together. From here I send you all much peace and blessings.

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CHAPTER ONE

B uilt on one acre of prime uptown real estate, Club Lagoon was the most popular nightclub in New Kingston. This was the place to be on any given weekend, one of three reggae-and-soul clubs owned by Winston Walker, who was one of the biggest weed merchants in the Red Hills section of New Kingston. Club Lagoon gave patrons a place where they could watch the latest game of football or breaking news while rocking to the latest reggae-and-soul songs.

Even though this was a weekend spot, it was often open during the weekdays. With its large and accommodating VIP section, Club Lagoon often hosted private events for the well-to-do patrons of New Kingston. Club Lagoon was also a place that catered to young college students. It was a place for both the rich and the not so rich, the upper class as well as the middle class.

This was the environment that Karen James, a first-year student at St. Joseph Teachers’ College, walked into on her first night going to Club Lagoon. Dressed in an extra-tight cream-colored linen dress that rested slightly above her knees, a pair of multi-colored sandals with straps going up her legs, red lipstick, and red nail polish, she walked into the club and went straight to the bar.

Named Karen James at birth in honor of her grandmother, she fell in love at the age of 18 with a 20-year-old youth from Seba, who went by the name Chinaman. Unlike her, who was a good girl, Chinaman was a notorious killer and bank robber. He was one of those young brothers from western Kingston who had taken to the streets. He was her first love, her first sex, the only man she knew. Anything he asked of her, she would do. She was in love with him. She loved him with all her heart.

Although known as a bank robber, Chinaman, was also known to rob big-time drugs dealers as well. Many people living in the Seba area saw him as a Robin Hood type, robbing from the rich and giving to the poor. Born in a place called Edge Town in western Kingston, he knew no other community until Edge Town split into two different communities: one community called Spallin Garden and the other Seba. The split left Chinaman and his family on the Seba side of Edge Town. During his teenage years, he met and became friends with two youths who had moved to Edge Town.

The first of the two youths was a tall dark-skinned young man by the name of Blacka. He was a runaway from a boys’ home in the Spanish town area. The second of the two was Joe Dawg, who had moved to Edge Town from Almond town with a lady he called Mama. Although he was not as tall as Blacka or as dark skinned, he too was tall and dark skinned. Both youths were handsome and bright. And even as Chinaman was a full three years older than Joe Dawg and four and half years older than Blacka, he became friends with them, a friendship that had them living like brothers.

As was the situation for most youths living in western Kingston, from an early age they saw and knew crime and violence. Chinaman, who knew the area well and had the respect from the elder brothers living in the area, took Blacka and Joe Dawg under his wing. He was like a teacher to them. He spent a lot of time showing them around the area and teaching them how to function in Edge Town.

When Edge Town split into Spallin Garden and Seba, Blacka and Chinaman ended up in Seba, a stronghold of the Jamaican Labor Party. And Joe Dawg, who was still living with the lady he called Mama, ended up in Spallin Garden, an area controlled by supporters of the People’s National Party.

Even as both political party supporters were at war and it was dangerous to go from one side of the split to the next, the three youths remained friends. Over the many years of their friendship, they did many things together. They became known as the TEK A MAN DEM because of their ability to rob both banks and big-time drug dealers alike.

Later, as they grew up, Joe Dawg became the leader of a gang in Spallin Garden called the Loyalist Posse. Blacka became the leader of a crew in Seba called the Raiders and Chinaman the Robin Hood of Seba and the leader of the TEK A MAN DEM.

So it was Winston Walker came to their attention. The TEK A MAN DEM set their sight on him. It was well known that when the TEK A MAN DEM set their sight on what they called a mark, a move was sure to go down. Chinaman knew it would be risky and even deadly to go after Winston Walker. Winston Walker was not only rich. He had connections as well. He had the wickedest and deadliest members of the police force on his payroll. In addition, he had protection from the two most ruthless area leaders in western Kingston. Area leaders of both Seba and Spallin Garden were on his payroll.

Trackwheel and Shotta Tony were the two most ruthless area leaders in western Kingston. Trackwheel was the shot caller from Spallin Garden, and Shotta Tony was the leader from Seba. All rude boys in these areas answered to them; and even though Trackwheel and Shotta Tony were at war, they were known to come together in defense of rich uptown money men like Winston Walker, who paid them for protection. Chinaman knew Winston Walker was under the protection of the two area leaders.

Notwithstanding, Chinaman made up his mind. He was going to rob Winston Walker. His plans came together one night in late June of 1978. After he had smoked two chalice loads of herb, he went to see Blacka, where they sat down and finalized the decision to go after Winston. After which, Blacka went to Joe Dawg with the decision. Like them Joe Dawg agreed. Blacka wanted to set up the operation so the finger would point at Trackwheel and his people in Spallin Garden. This Chinaman did not agree to. He told Blacka that blaming Trackwheel for something he did not do was dangerous.

Star, me don’t want no more war between Shotta Tony and Trackwheel. Too much of the youth them at war and a kill off dem one another already, he told Blacka. After listening to him, Blacka nodded in agreement. Chinaman also warned Blacka about keeping everything a secret. Brethren, make sure no one nuh know about this plan yah. Just be careful when the man dem a chat seen, he had said before leaving, turning off onto a dark corner road in Seba. Chinaman had to be careful. He was one of the most wanted men in western Kingston.

After they made the decision, it was time to watch and scout out the target. For two months, Chinaman had two of the TEK A MAN DEM to followed and watched Winston Walker. They learned that he had a mansion on Red Hills Road. They found out that his wife and two daughters were living in Miami, Florida, and most of all, they found out that he had a craving for college girls. With all the money and connections anyone could ask for, Winston was known as a type of playboy in the New Kingston area.

After two full months of casing him, the TEK A MAN DEM concluded that it would be almost impossible to get to him without having someone on the inside. They needed some inside help. Where and how they could get someone inside Winston Walker’s inner circle was the big question. Chinaman, came up with the answered one night after smoking two chalice loads of herb. He had an idea, but before he would reveal his plan, he had to make sure it would work.

The information that Winston Walker had a craving for young college girls provided Chinaman with the way out.

The day after he met with Joe and Blacka, where they chatted about getting someone on the inside of Winston Walker’s inner circle, he went to see Karen. Getting her involved was the last thing he wanted to do. It was something he had to think about long and hard.

This was something, just a few months earlier would never have crossed his mind, but now he needed a way into Winston Walker’s inner circle. The news that a safe was in Winston Walker’s mansion meant he had to get someone inside the house. Karen was the best choice for the job. For one she was someone that he trusts with his life, and second, Winston Walker was into college girls. None was more beautiful than Karen James.

One of the many worries that Chinaman had about sending Karen on the job was the fact that she most likely would have to fuck Winston Walker not one time but as many times as it would take for her to get all the information he needed to pull off the operation.

The issue of Winston fucking her was not a deal breaker for him. It would only be if Karen did not want to fuck another man. This meant he would have to convince her to do it. He would have to be able to convince her that he would still love her and what she was doing was something to help him and if she loved him she would do it for him.

Karen had not seen him in days. When she got the message that he wanted to see her and that she should meet him at one of his hideouts in Seba, she was a bit worried. She wondered if he was okay, if anything happened to him. Chinaman chose to have her meet him in the heart of Seba because he wanted her to see what it was like living in the garrison. This was her first time going into the heart of Seba.

When she arrived at the location, members of the TEK A MAN DEM were there waiting for her. Chinaman designed it to give her the impression of how serious and important the meeting was. When she arrived, she was indeed in awe. The brothers that met her and led her to Chinaman were brothers she had seen on television and read about in the newspaper as the most wanted bad boys in Jamaica.

Watching from a window, Chinaman smiled as one of the TEK A MAN DEM led her to the room where he was, one thing that caught his attention was the fact that she wore a tight pair of shorts. Damn, she cut nice nuh bum bo cla’ath, he said to himself.

Entering the room, Karen went straight into his arms. They kissed hard and long. She loved to taste his mouth and to feel his soft lips against hers. How she wishes, she could get him to suck her pussy. She would love to feel his lips on her thick clitoris. Still she knew that was only a dream. After a long kiss, Chinaman told her to take off all her clothes. He wanted to fuck her, and fuck hard and long. Obeying his command, Karen got naked and went into his arms where he kissed her more hard and deep.

Holding her in his arms, he could feel that she was nervous. Gently he laid her down on her stomach and slowly began to massage her back. With each of his touches, she became more relax. Not long after, she was crying for him. Taking off all his clothes, he told her to turn over on her back, after which he went around the bed to lean over her head and began to tenderly rub up and down her stomach, down between her legs he fingered her pussy. Each time his fingers touched her pussy, she let out a low moan, crying for him to push his fingers up into her.

Taking his own little time, Chinaman continued to massage up and down her stomach until she raised up her head, taking the full length of his dick into her mouth.

The only thing that Chinaman could think about as she sucked his dick deep into her throat was Winston Walker and the safe. He had one task, and that was to get her to agree to fuck Winston Walker and to fuck him until she would find out where in the mansion he had the safe or if there was a safe in the mansion.

Now as he watched her head going up and down, he could not help the thoughts of her doing the same thing for Winston Walker. The idea that she would soon be sucking off another man’s dick had him feeling disgusted. As his dick sank deep and deeper into her throat, the thought of her sucking and fucking another man slowly began to dissipate. For the first time, she sucked his dick until he ejaculated. Then to his excitement and surprise, she held his dick in her mouth, sucking and swallowing every drop of his sperm.

Taking her into his arms, he let her know how satisfied he was. You make me love you more each time we make love, he said, smiling. She cuddled up into his arms, assuring him that the feeling was mutual. I love you, babes. You mean the world to me, she replied. Raising up onto her elbows, she stared into his eyes. Why do you want to see me? she asked. Even though she knew he enjoyed being with her, she knew making love to her was not the reason he wanted to see her.

Considering her eyes, he smiled. I want you to trap someone for me, he answered. Not sure what he meant, she stared at him for a full minute. Then she asked, What do you mean trap someone? Chinaman knew he would have to explain to her—a lot of explaining. Getting up, he took her into his arms, letting her sit across his lap where he took his time to explain to her why he called her there and what he wanted her to do for him. For ten long minutes, she listened to him. Then without a word, she got up off his lap and slowly put on her very skimpy pair of underwear.

Up against the headboard of the bed, he watched her. For some reason, she did not seem upset. To him she seemed to be contemplating.

This was something Karen James never ever thought about. Never had she ever thought that the man she loved with all her heart would ask her to go fuck and suck another man’s dick so he could get enough information to pull off a robbery. This was beyond her imagination. Nevertheless, the more she thought about the idea and the fact that it was the love of her life that was asking her to do it, the more it became possible. The more she warmed to the idea. After a long wait as she slowly put on all her clothes and returned into his arms, she answered his question.

Chinaman, you love me? she asked. A bit surprised by her question, Chinaman turned her face to his. He kissed her hard. Why you ask that? You know I love you from the first day I saw you, he answered. To which she responded by asking him if he would still want her after she slept with another man. With his arms tightly wrapped around her, he told her how she would always be his girl. You, my gal, fi ever, never forget dat seen, he said in his rich Jamaican accent.

Getting up off his lap, Karen walked around the room for a minute or two before going back into his lap. Hugging and kissing him, she told him she would do it for him if he was sure it was what he wanted her to do. I will do it for you but only if that is really what you want and if there is no other way for you to get it done, she said.

Her answer surprised him. He respect how she took her time to respond and how even though he saw that she did not want to do it that she decided to do it for him. On one hand, it made him a bit sad. On the other hand, this was something he had planned and it was something that he believed he needed. A the only way, fi get the pussy dem, he said to himself.

Hugging her, he assured her that this was the only way. A the only way for us to get to him. If there was any other way, I would not have come to you like this, but we need fi get dah pussy-hole dey, he told her.

Karen was not naive to the fact that she could lose her life just to say no. She knew she was dealing with the most wanted man in Jamaica. After another session of making love to him, she left for home feeling a bit excited, on one hand, and anxious and nervous on the other.

Standing at the window, Chinaman watched until she was out of sight. He would forever love her. Her concern and love for him were stronger than he could have imagined. What if someone find out, and what about the police? she had asked. Don’t worry yourself about them. Everything under control, he had answered. After which she responded that she would do it. Ah-right, I will do it for you, but promise me you know what you a doing, she had said.

Later that night Chinaman, met up with Blacka and Joe Dawg, where he gave them the news that Karen had agreed to work with them. Her job was to play the role of the sexy college girl. This had both Blacka and Joe Dawg giving Chinaman high fives and telling him how much they respected Karen, that she was now one of them.

Chinaman agreed that she was now one of the TEK A MAN DEM they then began to lay out the plan. Joe Dawg had the task of getting the weapons and clothes, Blacka had the job of getting two cars, and Chinaman would continue to work on Karen, making sure she did not change her mind.

Two weeks after she agreed to set up Winston Walker, she was standing next to him in the most popular nightclub in New Kingston. With his right hand thrust out to her and his eyes locked with hers, he greeted her as if she was a star. Hi, how are you? Haven’t seen you before. Is this your first time in here? he asked.

Karen smiled and took his hand. Yes, this is my first time in here, she answered. She was 22 years old, five feet eight inches tall, and 125 pounds. She had wide hips, long legs, big eyes, and a beautiful smile. As if taking a cue, Winston moved in with his tried-and-tested line. Oh, so sad to hear that. However, it is better late than never. Drinks for the night is on me, he said. Then before she could respond, he called for the bartender, telling him to give her anything she wants.

Smiling, Karen thanked him for the offer. He then ask her, her name. Karen. Karen James, she answered.

As he talked to her, he made sure to take note of her butt. She saw that while it was not plainly obvious he had looked her over from her head to her toes. It seemed her presence was causing all kinds of excitement in his mind. Okay, go ahead and enjoy yourself. I will be back later to check up on you, he told her, to which she smiled and nodded. It was clear to her that she had his attention and that he would be back, and she was ready.

For two hours Karen was there having fun. She had many different brothers stepping to her, wanting to dance with her and to buy her drinks, except for one guy whom she knew. She did not dance with anyone else, and the one guy who she did dance with, she only danced a few songs with him. Winston Walker was all she had on her mind.

By the time, Winston Walker returned, she was bubbly and talkative. Taking her hands, Winston invited her up to the VIP suite, telling her he wanted to get to know her. At the outset of his offer, she told him she was okay where she was. I am fine here. If you want to dance, we could go over to the dance floor, she told him.

He responded that he wants to talk to her as well. Acting as if she was not sure and did not trust him, she stared into his eyes. He stared back at her. It’s okay. You safe with me, he assured her. Then before she could respond, he turned for the staircase leading up to the VIP.

As the owner of the club, he had his own section in the VIP, an area from where he could see the entire floor of the club. In fact, earlier he had spent twenty minutes up there watching as she dances the night away. He wanted to know if she was one of those girls who went to clubs looking for someone to be with. He liked what he saw and how she carried herself. He took note that she only danced with one guy, and it seemed the guy had a tough time getting her to dance with him. From what he saw, she seemed to be a good girl.

Now as he leads her up to the suite, he was sure he wanted her. He saw something special and innocent about her.

The suite was on the upper level of the club. Pointing her up the stairs in front of him, he made sure to get a good look at her backside. Inside the VIP suite there was a small dance floor and a small bar with one bartender and two waiters. Also, there were three secluded little booths decked out with nice leather sofa and glass tables. These were secluded areas designed for private and intimate contacts.

Taking her to the most private of the three, he signaled one of the two waiters, to bring him a bottle of Moet. Taking it slow, Winston Walker began his move by telling her how he thought she was fabulous and how strange it was that she had not been in his club before, to which she responded by telling him she was not really into, too much going out and clubs. I am not really into going out. I am out tonight because I was feeling a little down. She knew he would jump at the opportunity to play Mr. Comforter in Chief, and she was right. Without further invitation, he reached out for her hands.

What happened? You break up with your boyfriend or something? he asked. No, I do not have a boyfriend, she answered. So what made you felt down? he asked while holding her hands between his. Oh, I do not know. I think it was just one of those days, or it is the weather she said. Her response had him laughing.

The weather! It was beautiful today, he replied, to which she agreed. Then quickly added that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Watching her, he smiled to himself. Nothing about her seemed out of place. She seemed confident and sure of herself like he had never seen before. As they began to settle in, the waiter arrived with the champagne. Winston Walker poured two glasses and handed one to her. Then raising his glass, he made a toast. To you, my new and beautifully fabulous friend Karen James. Thanks, and same to you, she replied.

Things could not have gone any better. For two hours they drunk, they chatted, they danced, and to his utter excitement she not only kissed him passionately but she also agreed to let him take her back to his place. During their conversation he held on to the point where she said, she was a student at St. Joseph Teachers’ College and how sometimes she felt like quitting because it was so expensive. Hearing that, he said to himself, Yeah, you will be mine. I have what you need.

In the wee hours of the morning, they left Club Lagoon for his mansion on Red Hills Road. Arriving at the mansion, he wasted no time. He stripped her naked right there in his living room and greedily began to eat her pussy.

Drunk and giggly, she moan and cried as he sucked and licked her pussy to two full orgasm. This was the first time for her. She never had her pussy sucked before. She dreamed of Chinaman sucking her pussy, and now getting it for the first time, she was on cloud nine. Taking her up to his master’s bedroom, he made love to her passionately before falling asleep. Curled up in each other’s arms, they slept the night away.

It was not until midday before she got out of bed. By the time she woke up, Winston was gone. Before he left, he left her a note telling her how he had enjoyed her company and wanted her to stay for the weekend.

Rolling over on her side, she saw the note pinned to the pillow next to her. Picking it up, she read, Make yourself at home. It was great last night, I had a hell ever time. Hope you don’t mind staying for the weekend. The note reads. Mmm. She sighs and stretched her hands above her head. No doubt she felt she had a great night out. For the first time in her life she got her pussy sucked, and yes, she did enjoy every minute of it. Dropping the note on the floor, she smiled and rolled over on her stomach.

Twenty minutes later, she got up and began to look around. In the back of her mind, she believed a taping system was there. She did not put it past Winston to have one. Chinaman had said she must find out about the safe, but she had to be careful.

It was not long after she got out of bed that Winston returned with three long-stemmed red roses. He was acting like a true gentleman. Not only did he return with the rose but he also took her to the kitchen where he made her a beautiful lunch, which included a French salad, curry shrimp, and white rice. With the type of treatment that he was showering on her, it did not take much else to convince her to stay for the weekend.

With the issue of her staying for the weekend out of the way, Winston spent the day catering to her every desire. He cooked for her. Then after they ate together, he took her to the swimming pool where he gave her a body massage and fucked her in the pool. Even as Karen was enjoying herself, the reality of her mission was front and center in her mind. One moment during the meal, a feeling of doubt crossed her mind. He is such a nice guy, she had said to herself. However, the minute that thought came to her mind, it was gone again. She was there to do a job, and it did not matter how he was treating her. The job was the job.

The weekend was a blast for her. On Saturday night, he took her to a private party at the home of one of his associates up in the Beverly Hill section of Kingston. There he introduced her to a three of his friends all of whom were men and who took the opportunity to dance with her with Winston’s approval, of course. One of the men was a big-bellied man by the name of Roy Watson.

Roy Watson was one of the richest black men in Jamaica—illegal dollars, of course. Unlike the others who had one or two dances with Karen, he hung on to her for a while; and even when he was not dancing with her, he was there talking to her. This did not seem to bother Winston one bit.

Leaving the party, they stopped at a restaurant for an early breakfast. Then getting back to the mansion, they made love in the living room where for the first time she sucked his dick. Watching her beautiful lips wrapped around the head of his dick, Winston smiled. Yes, babes, suck my dick. You suck it so beautiful, he muttered. Sucking hard Karen took the entire length of his dick into her mouth. This sent him over the edge. She fit all the necessary criteria. She was beautiful and sexy. She fit right in for what he had in mind.

At the end of the weekend, on Monday morning, Winston Walker gave her a roll of US hundred-dollar bills and a solid gold necklace. Later, when she counted the money, she found five grand. Giving her the money, he invited her to go with him to Ocho Rios for the following weekend. After a few minutes of thinking, she hugged and kissed him, telling him she would love to go with him. Yes, I would love that, she told him. She had to find out everything she could about him. She must find out about the safe. Making arrangements, they agreed that he would pick her up after school on Friday. Yes, pick me up after school on Friday, she told him.

Later that night, she met with Chinaman in a back room at her grandmother’s house. There she told him everything, even down to how Winston sucked her pussy. It will take a minute to figure him out, but don’t worry, him like me. Him want to take to the north coast for the weekend, she said, patiently Chinaman listened to her. He had no problem with anything she was telling him, he knew she was doing it all for him.

If he could pull off the move, it would be one of the biggest robberies he and the TEK A MAN DEM would have been involved in. This was a big opportunity, that took priority over how he felt about her. Listening to her, he respected her for helping him in the way she had. When this thing goes down, it will be one of the biggest works we ever do, and it will be because of you, so much respect, he told her. It was no hiding the effect that his words had on her. Looking away, she blushed and reached back for a big hug and a long watery kiss.

Right there he pulled down her panty and fucked her from the back the way she loved it. She was his ride-or-die girl. When he was ready to leave, she reached for her pocketbook and split the five grand with him. Me ago find the safe fi you, don’t worry, she said, assuring him of her dedication to the move.

All week, Winston Walker thought about her. Not a day went by that he did not think about her and try to call her. At 4.45 p.m. on Friday he pulled up two blocks from her school where he found her patiently waiting for him. Popping the trunk of his car, he got out of the car and came around with a hug and a light kiss on her forehead. Hi, Ms. Fabulous, you look fabulously beautiful. You ready for the drive? he said as he lifted her bags in the truck of the car.

Closing the trunk of the car, he then went around to the passenger door, where he opened the door for her. Back in the driver’s seat, he told her to get comfortable, that they had a four-hour drive ahead. Smiling, she licked her lips and responded that she was ready. Long time mi go pon a trip, she said, to which he responded that it was his pleasure to break the spell. Well, I am happy to be the one to break the spell. We will be going on many trips, he replied. Out in traffic he leaned over with a kiss for her. Cah wait to taste that fat pussy, he said. Smiling she blushed.

The drive took just under four hours, except for two stops that he made so she could get some mangoes and fried fish. He drove the entire way. Only fifteen minutes from Ocho Rios, they arrived at the three-bedroom villa. The villa sat on one acre of land, about a hundred yards from a beautiful stretch of white sandy beach. When he bought the property, he did so with two things in mind: party and college girls. The place was decked out with the best furnishing, beautiful drapes, and the latest gadgets.

Arriving at the villa, he spent ten minutes showing her around before he was on his way out again. Just get the bed warm till I come back. I have to meet with a friend, he told her.

A bit exhausted from the drive, Karen spent a few minutes looking around before getting into the showers where for a good 45 minutes she let the water massage her body. Thoughts of Chinaman filled her mind. Only for you, Chinaman, only for you, she said to herself. Then when she got out of the showers and began to dry herself, she smiled at the thought of Winston sucking her pussy. Mmm! she moaned.

In the bedroom, she dried herself. Then with one leg upon a little stool, she bent over and began to lotion her legs. About the same time, Winston Walker returned with his friend Roy Watson, the rich guy who had spent time dancing with her at the private party. Busy putting lotion on her skin, she did not hear when they came into the house. When the bedroom door opened and Winston came in with Roy behind him, she just stood there.

Standing there naked, with one leg upon the side of the bed, Karen was in the motion of rubbing lotion on her legs when they came in. Startled for a moment, she eased her leg off the edge of the bed. What the fuck! Wey him a do here? She was beside herself.

Before Winston could respond, she began to scream, Get the fuck out! Get the fuck Her response caught Winston by surprise. For about half of a minute, he just stared at her. Roy too seemed surprised only he seemed more shocked at Karen’s naked body than at what she said. Regaining his composure, Winston Walker came up to her and aggressively grabbed her and wrapped his arms around her neck. What the hell wrong with you? Who the fuck you think I am? he screamed.

Shocked by his aggressiveness, Karen seemed paralyzed for a second or two. Then with her voice cracking, she responded to him by asking him what Roy was doing there. Wey him a do in here? she asked. Winston looked at her. He took his hands from her neck. You remember Roy? He was at the party. Well, I told him you were here, and like me he wants to fuck you. What’s wrong with that? he said. It was not as if he was asking her. It was clear he was telling her what was going to happen. It seems her outburst upset him.

Before she could respond, Winston wrapped his arms around her. Her body felt warm. She smelled fresh. At six feet two inches and 200 pounds, Winston picked her up and turned her all the way around so that she was face-to-face with Roy. Then almost in a whisper, Winston told her how he had told Roy about her and Roy wants to fuck her. Nothing wrong with a little fun. Don’t get all too upset about it. Just enjoy yourself and make money. That is what we do, he told her. Lost for words, Karen could not believe what she was hearing. She shuddered. She could feel Winston’s arms tighten around her waist. Let me go, she said.

By then Roy was inches away from her. Waving her hands, she tried to get away, but Winston held on to her. Sitting her down on the edge of the bed, Winston explained to her how there was no out for her. Okay, it seems like you don’t understand what this is all about, so let me break it down for you, he said. He then went on to explain how he was a boss and how she was now on his payroll. Stop acting like you think you better than anyone else. We fuck and have fun, and you make a lot of money, that’s all he told her.

Sitting on the opposite side of her, Roy smiled at her. We will take care of you, he said, rubbing his hand down the center of her back. Nooo! she screamed. Turning to face her, Winston released his grip around her waist. Then he grabbed around her neck. Shut the fuck up! You will do what I say! You are mine! You hear me? Now she was in total fear. Overcome with fear soon she was on her back in the center of the bed, and Roy was between her legs, sucking her pussy while Winston kneeled over her face with his dick inches away from her gaping mouth. I told you we are all in this together. Put it in your mouth. His voice was now less menacing. Still, as she looked up in his face, she could see a man on fire. Knowing she had no way of escaping, and the fact that she was there on a mission, she slowly took his dick into her mouth.

As both of them fucked her and had their way with her, she relaxed her mind in the fact of her mission. Thoughts of Chinaman and the joy, of finding the safe help her to keep her sanity. I will get my revenge, she said to herself as they fucked and sucked her pussy. Not satisfied with just have her fucking and sucking their dick, they insisted that she snort cocaine with them, smoke weed, and drink until she was drunk.

This was revenge for Roy. It was only two months earlier that he had caught his wife of ten years fucking a 23-year-old youth in his bed. Now, as he man-handled Karen, thoughts of his wife fucking the 23-year-old was front and center in his mind. The attack on Karen continued all night. When they finally rolled over to sleep, it was daybreak. By then Karen was out. She had no idea what was going on or where she was.

It was not until late afternoon the next day when she rolled over on her back and opened her eyes. After a minute of lying there, she came to her senses and slowly began to remember what had happened to her. As it all came back to her, she began to cry. Her mouth felt dry, her head was spinning, and her entire body was in pain. Damn, she muttered through tears.

Then as she cried, she turned her head toward the dressing table, and there she saw a fresh vase of flowers and what looked like a gold necklace. A minute or two of looking at the vase, she got up and went over to the dressing table where she saw not only the gold necklace but also a roll of US hundred-dollar bills and a note. She noticed that the house was quiet. No one else was there.

For a long minute, she stood there looking down at the roll of hundred-dollar bills, the vase of fresh rose, the necklace, and the note. Then she felt weak. Her knees became weak, and her stomach began to turn. She felt upset. She began to cough. Slowly she went down on her knees. Wave after wave, she vomited. It was as if her entire stomach was about to come out of her mouth. With tears rolling down the sides of her face, she sat down curled up against the side of the dresser. With her arms across her stomach, she cried.

Then in a strange way, after the vomiting and the crying stopped. She felt better. The headache was gone. Sitting on the cold tile floor, she remembered everything that they did to her. Reaching up on top of the dresser, she picked up the note and began to read: My beloved Karen, we had fun last night. Roy left you the money and the necklace. He wants you to know he had a wonderful time with you last night and hoped to see you next week when he visits with us in Kingston. Make yourself comfortable. Everything you need is there. I will not be back until later tonight. Just remember, we are all in this together. Each word she read off the paper were like little pebbles of fire to her soul. Still she knew she had to hold it together.

Taking charge of herself and the situation, she drew on Chinaman’s words: Whatever you have to do, we want the safe, he had said. Those words, he etched into her mind. Chinaman is her man and a cold killer. She knew once she finds the safe, she would get her revenge. One hour in the shower, she let the warm water calm and relax her body, mind, and soul, after which she dressed and cleaned the room. Then she went to the kitchen to prepare something to ate.

As much as she despised Winston Walker, she decided that she would make sure when he got back, she had a big Jamaican dinner waiting for him. She was on a mission. It was too late to turn back. It was not until late evening when Winston returned. Playing her role, she met him at the door, wearing only an oversized T-shirt. Taking her into his arms, he kissed her hard. Putting her desire for revenge to the side, she kissed him back.

Did you miss me? he asked. Steeling herself, she responded that she did. Yes, why you didn’t take me with you? she replied. Even as she seemed to be her normal self, in the back of Winston’s mind, he could not help wondering if she was just acting when in fact, she was about to put a knife in his neck.

Closing the door behind him, he took her hand and led her back to the living room where he sat her down and began to explain to her how he wanted her to know he was just helping her make some money. And how Roy was very rich, and liked her from the moment he saw her at the party. It’s just fucking, for big bucks, that’s all, he told her. It’s all about making money and putting yourself in a position where everything is taken care of, he said. He could see that tears were boiling up in her eyes. Reaching out, he hugged her.

This is part of why I want you around me. I have very wealthy friends who will pay big dollars to fuck you. It’s up to you if you want to make money or just be another motherfucker who has nothing to show for years of fucking broke motherfuckers. With her head resting on his shoulder, she cried and cried. Then wiping her eyes, she raised her head and considered his eyes. You should have asked me first before you brought him here, she said, to which Winston agreed and told her he was sorry. When he would have someone else, he would let her know ahead of time.

His response almost had her crying again. She had to force herself to hold back the tears. Okay, just let me know, she said. Then she told him that she had cooked. Hugging and kissing her again, he responded that he was ready for some of her cooking.

Ten minutes later she was sitting next to him as he ate. She could not help wishing she had laced the food with poison. Not yet. I will get my day with you and your friend Roy, she said to herself as she watched him eat the food, showing great delight. When he finished eating, he licked his lips and congratulated her for making the best steamed fish he had ever had. Later, he showered, then opened a bottle of bourbon, and filled two glasses. It was time to have sex.

Late the next night, they were back in