Come Share My Love - By Carrie Macon Page 0,3

my side and said let me look at you. Then he walked around me. Stand up Shy. Stand up.” She pulled her to her feet and demonstrated what the guy did.

“He had one hand folded under one arm while the other was rubbing his chin, walking around scoping me out, and this fool said, ‘now I can definitely work with you. I’d like to take my tongue and give you the best bath you’ve ever had. Going up in you would give me great pleasure.’”

“Okay. That’s nasty. Did you call a lifeguard or security? I think I’m going to vomit. I can’t eat another bite.” They both sat back down. Shyla pushed her plate away.

“No I didn’t call anyone. I started laughing. He must have thought I was crazy, until my face turned serious. I said, “Do you really get women with that mouth, because I have to tell you that was weak.” His buddies began laughing at him. I turned to one of the black guys standing there, he just shrugged his shoulders. He didn’t know what dude was ranting about. I shook my head. I told him to school his boy on what a real woman likes.

After I kissed his cheek, he said, ‘yes ma’am’, all nervous like and I laughed inside, way too hard.” She was still laughing.

“Turned to homeboy and told him to, back up before you get smacked up. I jumped at him and he flinched.

“He tried to whisper, talking behind my back as I walked away saying, ‘she probably likes women any way.’ I stopped. Pointed at myself saying, ‘I know he didn’t just say that.’ I turned back and said, ‘Hey Casanova’, he and his group looked my way. I kindly turned, pulled up my sarong, bent over showing my big ass and thong, popped it all up in their faces then dropped it like it was hot.” She demonstrated. “Then I said, ‘trust this, I don’t do anything but poles’ and walked away.” She laughed again. “You should have heard those clowns. One said, ‘I think I’m in love’, and then hollered ‘I love you.”

Shyla couldn’t stop laughing. She laughed until her sides hurt. “Kee you probably gave someone a heart attack.” Shyla still continued to laugh.

“I know. You’d think these idiots would go someplace and act civilized. Maybe they thought I was from here I don’t know, but it shouldn’t matter. No one deserves that kind of treatment. I don’t want another person to come up in my face and complain about how black men act. I’ll probably knock fire from them, and I’m not a violent person. Hopefully the idiot learned his lesson.”

Shyla sobered. “Yes hopefully. At any rate, be careful. They could have attacked you. Then I would have been in jail in Jamaica for what they would call Capitol Murder. Don’t walk alone anymore, okay. We go together from now on. Okay.”

“Bet. What’s Capital Murder to them, Shyla?”

“Hanging the mf by his balls until it snap. That will guarantee he won’t do it again.”

“Okay then. Where are we off to?”

“We’re going shopping, eating and more eating. Their food is so, so, so, so good,” Shyla wrapped her arms around herself, shaking her head in disbelief.

“I know. What time is the tour of the island?” Kemah asked.

“Ten-thirty and then we are back here for lunch around one afterwards we’ll decide what to do.”

“You know we haven’t kept up on our schedule since we been here.”

“I know. We should probably keep this though. I can see if we were here with men, then we’d have reason to stay in seclusion or negate from our plans but that’s not so and I want to experience all of Jamaica.”

“So do I. We have thirty minutes to get to the launching pad. Are you about ready?”

“Girl I was born ready.” Shyla picked up her purse and sunglasses and followed Kemah out the door. They were going to have big fun today.

Chapter 2

Zackary was right. Shyla was here, on the island. He saw her again yesterday going into one of the boutiques near his hotel. He would have stopped but he had a friend with him and they were on their way to meet up with other friends. Shyla wouldn’t have understood and he didn’t want to have to explain. He was well aware of the ideas that went on in a woman’s head when she felt as though she was being toyed with. He’d just have to take his chances later.

Besides needing a