My Tia Maria Girl

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There were two bars to choose from on this little Caribbean island: the tiny one on the beach and the slightly bigger one across the street. That was called the Journeyman, and it was where I used to go not just in the evening, but sometimes for breakfast.It was owned by a thin, unhealthy-looking Danish woman who probably thought of herself as responsibly slim in a new-age way. The polar opposite of her was the larger of the two black, island-born waitresses.  Lizzie, her name was, and while her colleague was of the sort of build that is described in parts of England by words such as “buxom” and “bonny”, Lizzie was just plain fat and always had been.She consequently made no attempt to look attractive, dressing functionally in dark colours, although there was no disguising those big, gleaming brown breasts which lurked just below the neckline of any dress or t-shirt. Rather than waiting for others to make comments about her, she would make them herself, playing the jester’s role in the little community of boozy expats of which I was one.So it was that one night when it was her turn to finish early, she announced loudly,“I’m going to find a man.”Everyone Kadıköy Escort laughed, not in an unkind way, perhaps, but playing their part in a jokey exchange. I thought about her going back to her room in the family home – although she must have been in her thirties, the locals had neither the inclination nor the money to live independently, and she was still with her mother and sisters.The next morning I was there for my customary Saturday livener of corned beef hash and grits, and the place was quiet.“Did you find one?” I asked playfully when she brought my coffee.“What?” she said.“A man,” I explained.“Oh,” she said with a shrug. “Just a joke.” She sat down at the table because it was the boss’s day off and she was in charge.“You ever been married?” I asked.“Who’d have me?” she smiled.“Plenty of people,” I said, trying not to sound patronising. “You’re a nice woman, friendly, amusing…”“Obese,” she said to finish my list.“That’s a medical term,”  said. “It has nothing to do with attractiveness.”“No,” she said flatly. “But get real. I have. I’ve had to.”“What time do you finish tonight?” I asked.“I’m Kadıköy Escort Bayan off tonight.”“Doing anything?”She made a dismissive sound involving vibrating lips.“No?” I continued. “So would you like to come round to my place? I’ll make some food and we can have a few drinks.”“Are you asking me out?”“No, I’m asking you in. But we can go out if you prefer.”“Like where?” she said. “No.”“No what?”“No I don’t think we should go out.”“But we could stay in? At my house?”“Are you sure?”“What’s such a big deal?” I asked, getting a tiny bit exasperated.“Okay. What time?”“Eight?”“Okay.”Somebody from the kitchen brought my breakfast and Lizzie stayed out of the way for the half hour I stayed there, but I caught her eye as I was leaving and she raised eight fingers.I had a nice old house on the beach, courtesy of the firm I worked for, which must have had more money than sense. Walk out of my garden gate and you were on the sand, with an Australian pine giving shade to the place I used to lounge. Funny having trees on the beach, but there were a few along there. It was a popular spot at night, and although Escort Kadıköy I never saw anybody there, the telltale presence of condom wrappers indicated some moonlight loving when I was asleep.I made a chili and rice because it was easy, not too hot in case my guest didn’t like spicy things. She arrived ten minutes late – only ten minutes, I should say. They operate on what they proudly call “island time” round there, which means any time they feel like it.We sat on the deck and listened to music while drinking white wine.“Shit,” Lizzie said. “You do this all the time? Seduced all the white women and starting on the Belongers?”“I hate that word,’ I protested. “How do you think it makes the rest of us feel? I do my bit. I pay tax, spend money and don’t do anyone any harm.”“All right, don’t get touchy,” Lizzie said, patting my hand. “Now what are we eating? I’m starving. Don’t tell me you’ve made a salad with no dressing because it’s good for me.”She enjoyed the chili and as the wine went down she relaxed and I could sense she was beginning to feel at home. She wasn’t used to being asked out, let alone plied with food and drinks at a table by the sea.When the mosquitoes got too bothersome we moved inside and sat together on one of the three odd settees in the vast sitting room.“Are you going to seduce me now?” she asked playfully, in case I wasn’t.“Well, I’m going to kiss you,” I said, and took as much of her into my arms as I could manage.

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