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Archive for the month “May, 2012”

27 May 2012

I Did It With Three Girls And Loved It

I was part of a foursome yesterday. It was by far one of the most fun-filled experiences I have had in months. Truth be told, this is not the first time I have done such a thing, but unlike previously where it was usually spontaneous, on this occasion it was all carefully planned. I have never been the one to initiate coming together like this; I’ve always been lured into joining two more and even as many as five other people in having this type of “a good time.” I last got down like that a year ago. Over the past week, however, I felt a strong desire to do it again. So for the first time ever, I decided to get my own party started. And I wanted it to be all females. Read more…

Posted in Roots & Culture, Tropical G-Spot and tagged African, African Heritage Fair Brooklyn, BAM, Brooklyn, Brooklyn Academy of Arts, Caribbean, DanceAfrica 2012, DanceAfrica 2012 Bazaar, Fort Greene, I Keep it Irie, Maquita Peters, Memorial Day, Memorial Day Weekend In Brooklyn, New York City

19 May 2012

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I Need A Man To Do Me Like That

I love men. I especially love them hard, as in hard athletic bodies of course. If they’re also cute and tall with a big, beautiful you know what – heart, they’ve got my attention. But it’s the man packing all that incredible goodness in that special space that I always fall for, the one well endowed with – brains. I am equally a sucker for the man that really knows how to and is quick to go down – on his knees, in prayer. There’s just something about hearing a man sincerely call out to God. The man that really hits the spot for me though, is the one that knows how to be in control when it counts most. Not every day is a slow steady ride; sometimes it can get a bit rough, so I love the man who can move to this rhythm. Above all, the man who keeps me coming back for more is the one with good breeding, sensitive, well mannered – a gentleman. Read more…

Posted in Roots & Culture, Tropical G-Spot and tagged a West Indian dating in New York, Being a gentleman, Chivalrous men in New York, chivalry, Dating in Barbados, dating in New York, Dating in the Caribbean, I Keep it Irie, Manners, Maquita Peters, Men with manners, Men with no manners

18 May 2012

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I Cried Today

I cried today.

Tears of pain.

Not because I wanted to,

But I was overwhelmed.

Like a fountain they burst forth

Blinding me, overcoming me. Read more…

Posted in Rum Shop Ramble and tagged Black woman praying, CaribScribe, Frustrated to tears, hope, I Keep it Irie, Island Soul City Dreams, life's trials, Maquita Peters, moments of despair, Poems about faith, Poems about Trials, Poems by Maquita Queenie Peters, prayer, strong black woman

12 May 2012

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Why I Call Mine, ‘Bajan Brown Sugar’

My mom and me at the airport in Barbados before my return to the U.S.A.

The one thing I am most proud of is my Bajan Brown Sugar. If yours is as sweet as mine, you would boast about it too. Even as a little girl, I knew I was blessed with something special and over the years, many men and even women have lauded me on this priceless asset. Their actions alone indicate how they feel, but they further reassure me with words like “what you have is a true treasure.” It’s amazing the things they all do for me – just because of my “Bajan Brown Sugar.”

I have heard many people; especially men call theirs all kinds of names. After all, that’s their prized possession.

How I Learned To Keep It Tight

The first time I can recall doing it, I was 17 years old. In the beginning, it was because that was my job. Three days a week, after spending considerable time “dolling up” myself in the bathroom, I would leave school early and hurry through Bridgetown, to that special room to participate in the activity. A veteran in the industry had handpicked me. He was tall, authoritative, a big man with big hands and the most soothing voice that compelled any woman to heed to his every command. He made it seem like an art as he got down to business. I thought to myself, “There’s no way I could handle this, I am too young, too inexperienced.” But I was also keen to learn and to become good, even great at it. Read more…