Negril Notes

Chivalry is not dead, wounded maybe…

April 11, 2007

“So, are you heading up to Alfred’s for the beach party?” I asked Georgina, a beautiful Jamaican girl who’s attention to me was motivated by commerce, not by any interest in forty something American men.

“Let’s go to Triple-X, I have friends there.” She offered, suddenly bouncing back into sales mode. She thumbed her cell phone, calling someone as if the decision was already made.

“Sorry Sweetheart. I can’t leave, it would be rude. My friends are over there, and we have plans.” I sat up shaking off my daze, and then standing up in hope of an easy break.

“What? You don’t like me? I thought you were my friend, you can’t party with your friend?” She was speaking faster now, a slight edge emerging on her smiling face.

“Let’s not argue about it Sweetheart. I like you very much, but I’m going to find my friends now. You’ll have more fun with your friends.” I really wasn’t blowing her off. I just didn’t want to get caught up in a situation I couldn’t handle, and the next step was either to shit or get off the pot, as it were.

We went back and forth like this a few times, but she wasn’t very persistent. Could it be possible that she wasn’t all that jazzed about having sex with me? I thought not. Maybe since it was early, only ten-thirty or so, there was still time to work her magic on a less morally upright fellow.

“My ladies are gone, you get me a taxi?” She asked, meaning, “It’s the least you can do you cheap bastard.”

“Sure, OK” I said warily. I wasn’t sure if this was another ploy. We walked in to the bar area of Kuyaba, a waiter gave me a stern just walk through look as he stood in the way to the bar.

Near Kuyaba’s gate I saw a driver who looked familiar. I asked him to take her anywhere she wanted to go.

“Come on Man! You’re not going with the girl? What’s wrong, you don’t like Jamaican girls Man?” The big driver’s voice boomed, and in some way he was letting off the hook.

“Yeah, I like her. She’s beautiful, but she’s looking for her friends, not for an old man like me.” I said trying to match his big voice and bravado.

“Ahh, too much to drink?” He laughed, as I came right up to him.

“I’d hate myself in the morning.” I said quietly as I handed him 1000j.

“Respect,” he said with a serious nod, as we bumped fists. “Get in ‘de car girl.” His booming voice returning.

I said goodbye to Georgina, gave her a few bucks for her time, and off they went.

I walked back to the bar, stopping at the bathroom to wash my face, and to get myself together. A few heads turned as I returned alone, their expressions mixed.

“Barkeep, beer! I need to put these flames out.” I said quoting Tom Cruise. Looking around I saw my friends. They hadn’t gone anywhere, they had just moved to a lounge table with cushy chairs.

“We thought you got a better offer.” They weren’t sure what had happened. “Um… she looked like a nice girl.”

“I’m sure she is, I’ll introduce you when we get to Alfred’s.” I assured them, but our second wind had blown out, and we never made it to the beach party.

Peace

Vinny

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12 Comments

1. alex | April 13, 2007 at 1:32 pm

hi nice site.
2. Mad Dave | April 13, 2007 at 2:52 pm

Well played Vinny, you handled it professionally.
Glad that you used humour, it works for sure.
They can spoil the nights out sometimes but i suppose they can make it
as well!
I’ve always said that a good club needs Gangsters,Hookers and Drugs
otherwise its not the place to be!
Mind you i did say that when i was 22 years old.
MD
3. Marcia | April 13, 2007 at 2:53 pm

Oh, my - reminds me of my youth, LOL.

Vinny - another great story. Sure enjoy them, thanks.
Marcia
4. CC | April 13, 2007 at 2:54 pm

Vinny,
Great story, I think you did the right thing personally.
Don’t stop now, keep the stories coming.
5. Yardie | April 13, 2007 at 2:54 pm

Smart move my friend. All that glitters is not gold and you may have
come home with a lot more baggage than you left with - LOL.
6. Jim & Donna | April 13, 2007 at 2:55 pm

WAY TO GO VINNIE! I had a feeling you would make the right choice!
7. Lady Negril | April 13, 2007 at 2:55 pm

Nice ending to your story,but we already knew that !
8. Orchid | April 13, 2007 at 2:55 pm

Exactly, Vinnies writing is so enjoyable.
9. Laura & Mark | April 13, 2007 at 2:56 pm

Way to go Vinnie…

Some of the best things in life are imagined!
10. Ray | April 13, 2007 at 2:57 pm

Vinny - thanks for getting to the end of the story…been waiting a
few days for dat…
upstanding man…you were nicer than I would probably be. I may have
chatted wtih her and had some words, but there would be no cash
flowing her way from here. But then again, who knows?

I have never been one to pay for sex. Have found it a bit annoying how
some locals seem to like to pressure you in this respect. thanks for
showing a good way to handle that! appreciate it. keep it flowing
vinnie - as everyone agrees, you are one great writer.
11. Nick | April 13, 2007 at 2:57 pm

I always love a good hooker story.
AND with a formula for quiet disengagement …

Three snaps in a Z
12. Marko | April 13, 2007 at 2:58 pm

we’re all here just doing our thing till we reach next time ……many
stories and many pics glued in our heads …..some of us are just
great writers and letting da other boardies hear der
stories…hopefully many more to come…..nice job Vinny…..Vinny can
hangout with this guy anytime he’s wants at dat place we call
Negril……of course that’s if he dares or cares too…lol…mi does
have a one track mind sometimes….lol
Cool Runnings, Marko