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Boyde

for the past few months it's like a dream come true, I finally find back the woman who I have loved most of my teenage years. I did not know I will ever see her again. I migrated to America when I was nineteen she was only fifteen attending high school.

I met her on one of my visits to her village where my aunt and cousins live. my cousin Mark and Wana and her sisters and friends were very close friends. they always hang out in the evenings and on the weekends. The first time I saw her, I fell in love with her. she was about fourteen years old in high school. she was very slim, weigh about ninety pounds or less but she was very beautiful and sexy. Her mother is an Indian woman but her father is a n***o. she has very beautiful skin, her complexion is light brown and she has very beautiful curly hair, slim legs and a tiny waist. she is five feet, five inches. she has a beautiful smile. she have small mouth with beautiful lips. innocence was written all over her face. whenever i spend time in her company she always have me laughing so hard, she was very jovial and fun to be around.

since migrating to America, I visited Jamaica only twice. on my first visit I went back to her village looking for her, but I did not find her. no one could give me any information about her whereabouts. I asked my cousin Mark for her and he informed me that about three years after she graduated high school she joins the Police Force, and no longer live in their village but he would often see her when she comes to visit her mother and sick brother. I enquired from him if she was married or if she has kids but he could not say. he did not even have a contact number for her or her sister or any of her friends that we use to hang out with. none of them no longer live in the village.

I return to Jamaica on my second trip when my aunt, who is my cousin Mark mother died, and decided I will not return home to America without finding Wana. before leaving Jamaica on my first trip I asked Mark to try and find her for me but he did not get to me with any information about her location or a contact number where I will be able to reach her.

the first thing I do when I reach Jamaica was to went to Wana village where my cousins live and my aunt who died was going to be buried. I enquired from Mark if he get any information for her and he informed me that she was living about fifty six miles in a different city from her village where she works. but he did not have a contact number for her. I convinced him to accompany me to her mother house where he will try get the number from her mother for me. I know her mother knew Mark and she will give him her number, but I was certain she would never entertain me, because she have no idea who I was. Mark and I went to Wana home where she use to live as a teenager, her mom at first did not want to give out her telephone number but mark convinced her and we eventually get it.

I was beside Mark when he dialed her number and she answered, you could see that she and mark was having a good conversation from Mark reaction on the phone. Mark wanted me to speak to her, but at that time I did not know what I would say to her so I tell him I will call her when I return home. I was too exhilarated with happiness knowing I finally can contact her and speak to her. I just did not know what to say to her, if she would remember me or how she would react to me on the phone infront of Mark and I could not handle such disappointments. I was too beatific for any firm of disappointments.

I return home the Sunday morning, I dialed her number about ten times and hang it up before she could answer her phone. about 5pm the afternoon I decided I will give her a call. I dialed her phone number, it rang but went to voice mail, I was feeling very desolate and bereft but I did not give up hope. I dialed the number again, this time it answered on the fourth ring.

"Hello," she answered

"Hi, this is Boyde, do you remember me?" I asked her afraid of what her response might be.

"Boyde, from where? she asked.

"Do you remember Coolie, Mark from your Village? I am his cousin that use to visit him, don't you remember me?. I could hear the silence on the other end of the telephone then I hear her exclaimed, "Boyde! it's been ages, where have you been?. I could hear the excitement in her voice, it was clear to me that she was happy to hear from me.

we chatted for hours, that evening. she told me she was on a bus going home after attending a funeral where she went to support one of her co-worker whose mother has died. when she get home we chatted some more, since then we would call and text each other every day. she inform me that she was due leave off work. I convinced her to come visit me and spend it with me so we can spend time together getting to know each other all over again. she decided to come. I met her at the airport, when I saw her, I could not believe my eyes, she was more stunning than I remembered, she has matured into a beautiful woman. still small and petite but have flesh on her bones in all the right places. right there upon seeing her I know I was truly in love with her. seeing her send chills all over my body I had to kiss her right there. we spend her vacation together and we had a wonderful time. I find out she was a very loving, caring and ambitious woman. she was everything i was looking for in a woman she makes me smile, being with her in her company is never a dull moment. she does not hold grudges or argue over things for too long. she inform you about what's bothering her and move on. there is no question of the love I have for her. but I have one secret that I cannot tell her. I know she loves me and want us to get married and have a family but I cannot marry her. I am already married to a woman here in America and she refuse from giving me a divorce although she and I have separated over three years before reuniting with Wana. I don't know how to tell Wana of my situation, I don't know if she will understand or she will leave so I will not tell her am married, I told her I am divorced. I know that there is going to come a time into our relationship where she will ask me to marry her and I tell her that am not ready to get married, but the truth is I cannot marry her. I love her beyond measures but I cannot marry her until I get my divorce.

since lately I observed that she and I do not talk as much as we use to.

I called her every evenings, but I observed that she is not picking up. most times she would call me later in the nights and tell me she falls asleep or she was at work but she always have an excuse for not picking up. I do not think anything of it because she does not come across to me as the type of woman that will cheat on her spouse. She does not have many friends, she does not go out. whenever she is leaving her house she normally text me or call informing me that she is leaving the house and who she is going with. I know she has a few male friends that she normally hang with, they are her male co-workers, they are on the same team at work and since I met her I always hear her speaking about them. about a few months ago, I heard her speaking about a new team member, so I know she get a new team member name Anthony who she became very close with they are always together. she told me that he is married but he is having marital problems with his wife. a few months ago she told me he moved out if their marital home and he is living by his father's house.

I visited Wana and we spent my time in Jamaica at her house, we attend beach, her friends and I went to parties, we make love everyday, she loves s*x and is addicted to s*x. I love making love to her, her p***y is warm and tight. I have never felt a warmer or tighter p***y. Everytime I look at her I want to f**k her. so I spend most of my time f*****g her. her p***y is juice and wet, whenever I suck on her breast and finger her p***y juice flow from it. her cunt is so tight It grips my finger. I love to suck her p***y. she keep her p***y clean shaven. her p***y is always fresh and smelling nice. when I suck her c**t juice flow from her p***y. I will stuck my tongue in her wet juicy cunt hole and she goes crazy squirting all over my face. I love to lick her juice from her cunt then push my hard d**k in her p***y and f**k her hard with her begging me to f**k her. when I finish f*****g her I suck her swollen cunt and fondled her breast. Her p***y is addictive and I can never get enough of her.

since of late I get the feeling she is withdrawn from me, if I visit her, or she visits me she does not crave s*x as she use to. her p***y is still nice and tight whenever I am with her I have to be either sucking her p***y or f*****g her, but sometimes I get the impression she is thinking of someone else. she use to suck my d**k which I love and on my last two visits she has not given me a blow job. I can see she still loves me because her attitude or behaviour towards me has not changed, but I can tell something is off I am beginning to wonder if she is having second thoughts about our relationship. I am wondering if she figured out that I am married and become withdrawn because she found out I lied to her. I wish I could marry her but the woman I marry decided that she will never give me a divorce. I marry her for opportunity not for love, the marriage was a business marriage for me to receive my papers.

next when I visit Wanna, I am going to tell her the truth and she her reaction. she does not come across as the woman who is not understanding, she is very understanding, but I wonder if she will forgave me for being dishonest with her and not being truthful in the first place.