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"Hey, yuh reach yet?"

"No, well Medz decided we would stop by his parents before we head to Ochi."

"Ok."

"Weh Deenie dem up to?"

There was a pause before I answered because of a beep that indicated that another call was coming in.

"Patrice mi a guh call yuh back later mi a get a call," I said after checking to see that it was an overseas number.

"Ok, mi a guh hang up."

"Kool."

When I answered the call I had to say hello a few times before I got a response.

"Pet it's me," I heard my mother's voice eventually say.

"Waah gwaan," I reply reaching for my Digicel phone to finish texting, my husband.

"I want to talk to Patrice," she said after a moment.

"So wah dat affi duh wid mi, yuh nuh av r numba?" I said reading the raunchy message and grinning.

"No not over the phone, in person," she replied and the picture of my husband's hard dick looking well up for some serious action was momentarily forgotten.

"Yuh coming to Jamaica?" I said sitting upright in the bed whatever my husband had planned was now on pause.

I quickly text that I was talking to my mother and quickly turn my attention to the call at hand.

"I want to come to Jamaica after Miss Murlene's funeral but I am afraid I can't come back there," she said and the quietness of her voice bearly masked her nervousness.

I knew what she meant by there. I wish whatever it was wasn't so painful and that Mama could have her daughter back home and get a chance to meet her son-in-law and grandchildren but that deep emotion that clouded her words was not something I could ignore.

"Book a hotel room at Ochi for a weekend. I will have Pat meet you there," I rushed hoping to take advantage of what was happening before my mother change her mind.

It was clear she was putting out her all to do this. I swallowed as I whispered,
"Thank you."

"It's long overdue and I miss my family. It's just that I honestly can't come back there."

"Ok," I responded, and then after a brief moment of silence between us again she said.

"I'll keep in touch and please keep Patrice away from OD."

I open my mouth to ask why but I bit my lip to keep the question from spilling forth. I only said I would and shortly after we rang off.

I wondered if I should inform Patrice about our mother's plan and that finally, the winds were blowing in her favor but I decided to keep quiet until I knew for sure our mother would fall through on what she planned to do.

Also, I was liking the fact that she was away with Medz. She needed a man who respected her and cherished the feelings he claimed he had for her.

My mind drifted off to earlier today at the sight of Goodaz and OD. I felt my disgust rise like bile to leave a bitter taste in my mouth.

Goodaz was nothing but a nuisance, like a leech she was ready to suck the happiness out of people's lives, and knowing that OD was hooking up with her made it all the more my intention not to let him anywhere near Patrice.

For the majority of our lives, Patrice and I were some way or the other made to hurt because the bitter weeds of our community wanted to stifle our growth.

It had taken a lot for us to stand strong and blossom and the fruits we bore were not going to lay shriveled or in rot because they were being robbed of sustenance because weeds and whisps like Goodaz wanted to make it their point of duty to foist themselves upon us a prevent us to grow, prosper and be free to branch out.

My phone ringing brought me out of my pensive mood and my husband's DP picture filled the screen as the WhatsApp video call came in further pulling me from my dreary brooding.

"Yes babe," I said answering.

"Yuh alright?" He asked the concern evident in his brown eyes.

I smile loving his selflessness. I look at him thinking how blessed I was.

"She seh she a come talk to Pat personally," I told him opening the drawer of the bedside table and reaching for the pink toy within.

"So it's finally going to happen?" he said sounding a little surprised.

"Look suh," I replied resting the phone on the pillow before me and going to position myself on the end of the bed so he could get a clear view of me.

"Yuh a guh tell Pat ar yuh a wait some more?"

His question was marred by a huskiness that caused me to smile as I spread my legs giving him a full view of my center clad in a light pink lace and embroidery thong of the matching teddy set I wore.

My lips curled further into a mischievous smile as I took my pink toy and stroked my full firm breasts that were sculpted by the matching underwire push-up bra.

I like these little moments with my husband but I miss having him home where we could have first-hand the sweet pleasure of hands-on intimacy.

I was happy that things seemed like it was going to turn out for the best. But a nagging feeling inside the pit of my stomach had me thinking it might not all be sunshine and rainbows.

This secret that Ms. Murl was worth dieing with and others were hell-bent on being silent about was a tempest of a storm that was waiting on the horizon but I was not going to give it the chance to damage us any further.

"Let's leave that matter for later," I whispered stroking my hardening nipples with the now vibrating dildo. "We have only a short time before Mama and the girls get back."

Without further persuasion, I watch as my man's strong hand reaches for the bottle of baby oil nestled on the bed beside him and places a generous amount on his palm.

I let the vibration of the dildo pulse on a higher level as I let it continue on a trail to my throbbing center now getting wet with excitement at the sight of the hard slicken member gripped in oily hands.

"Put it een now," I heard him demand his voice gruff as I stroked my clit now exposed as I shifted the crotch of my panties.

"Like this," I whispered slipping the toys between the fat lips of my preened cunt.

A throaty "Mmmhhhhmmm" originate from him and the sounds created by our sexual escapade took us future down the wild road of our sexual gratification.

I heard him emanate sounds that indicate he was close to his release and I had to will myself to keep my eyes trained on my husband's valiant strokes of his bulging member as my release was also near.

I felt my legs start to tingle as the tension of my upcoming fulfillment started to build in the pit of my stomach and then start to escalate to the core of my womanhood now filled with the vibrating sex toy that I wanted desperately to replace with my man's cock.

"Pee--tt rasscl---aattt," I heard him moan through the consented sexual assault of my dildo in my sopping center and the release it was bringing forth.

My moans of pleasure were mingled with the sounds of satisfaction that my husband was feeling as he rode on the aftermath of his release.

"Fuck it fi mi," I heard him say and with my finger now rubbing my clit I plunge the dildo deeper letting my husband's voice take me to that place I so wanted to reach.

"Ooo...ooohhh gaawwddd!" I screamed as my release shatter my body with its exhilarating sensation.

"No baby a nuh gawd a mi," I heard him respond and the bright smile on his face caused me to smile in return.

"Fuck off," I whispered flopping down on the bed my legs feeling lifeless as I now lay spread eagle before my man.

"Yuh wait wen mi come next week mi a guh show yuh jus how mi a guh fuck it," he warned and when my eyes drifted close my smile was that of contentment.

Even though I knew there was a storm coming something told me that it was going to bring forth a change that this family truly need, a change that was long in the making.

"Pet?"

"Yes, baby?"

"Going to clean up and get something to eat," he said and I heard some shuffling, "get some rest."

"Ok, love you."

"Love you more baby."

I just want my family to be happy and more so for Patrice to be happy as I was. As sleep claimed me I briefly tried to remember if I had locked the door.

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