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[galleryyuhself]

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[pilgrimguyanne]

Christmas

So I thought there was mass at 10 am at Mt St Benedict but actually it was in Mt St Benedict, California. So I ended up im Sacred Heart Church on Richmond Street for 11. I knew the Deacon, and next thing you know, I'm doing the first reading. 😂📖. And the Archbishop is saying mass.

I was hoping to go to a really nice fancy Christmas day mass with good music, but this church was decorated only by the water stains and the music came from the singing to two women and a tambourine. It was beautiful, and I was reminded of the Archbishop's words at the PM's Christmas Concert: Jesus comes in the mess.

After mass, I couldn't stay for sorrel because I have a macaroni pie to make, so I called a TTRide Share. None available. So I walked to City Gate to get the original TTRideShare- a red band maxi. Port of Spain on Christmas Morning is empty. Almost. There are no cars, no people on the streets, all the buildings and businesses are closed. Except on the Promenade. That's peopled with the poor. They are sitting, some shovelling food into their mouths, distributed by some good Samaritan. They do not have Christmas outfits. There's a couple on a bench with a crocus bag seated between them with clothes (theirs?). There are men lying on benches and seated on the Promenade tiles, which a recent powerwash has left more pristine than I remember it even in 1995,when it was new. A flock of pigeons feasts on some fallen scraps, but everyone else is maga. It smells of piss and shit and poverty and I clutch my bag a little tighter, lest the scent enter. I want to give a man who asks me, but I don't want to open my purse on the Promenade. There are a few stalls set up, selling cold drinks and hotdogs and Cheezeez. I am thirsty but again, I'm not stopping.

"Have a good day nice girl" a man seated on a gallon bottle says. "Same to you, thanks" I say back. I wish him that, earnestly. I wish that my word, like the Word made flesh, had the power to effect change, to bring light in darkness. It cannot. But it's okay, because Jesus comes in the mess. #christmas #word #maranatha

[keithos]

Things I Hope to See Coming Out of The Covid-19 Threat in the Caribbean

1. Consultancies offering comprehensive reviews of workplace processes, with a view toward implementing remote work.  There are many companies in the region whose workers already operate remotely, and their experiences can be leveraged.  It's time to move away from eye-servant supervision and attitudes, and even that can still be monitored and managed remotely.  This applies too to the government, though I expect any transition here will be a lot slower.

2. The rise in companies offering last-mile logistics services.  Even if companies can't offer delivery themselves, third party companies like Zipride, TTRideShare and others could and should start looking at acting as the go-between for business and consumers, and offering delivery services for food, pharmaceuticals and grocery items.  Parallel to this should be  online marketplaces that allow persons to transact securely and make direct contact with vendors, if required.

3. Continued improvement in telecommunications infrastructure.  TSTT's roll out of wireless contact points as replacement for their copper connections is proving the model that a physical cable is not necessary for persons to have voice and data communications at home.  A data connection is also more and more a necessity.  It may be time to look very hard at provision of basic data services as a utility, rather than having the consumer decide between all or nothing at all.

4. Digital currency and transaction services.  The Eastern Caribbean Central Bank is already looking at moving the physical EC dollar toward a digital, blockchain-based currency.  This would allow for secure, realtime payments, without the exchange of physical items like bills or a plastic card.  Even without widespread data connectivity allowing customers to use an internet-connected app, the m-Pesa model in use in Africa allows persons to exchange cash and transact via SMS.  See also 2.

5. Progressive Leave of Absence Policies.  Can we acknowledge that a lot of private sector organisations are now caught with their pants around their ankles because like Ebenezer Scrooge, they expect their Bob Cratchits to be at work every day no matter what?  See also point 1.

Anything else anyone would like to see as well?

6. Online Learning. With 1 and 3, this should be an easy extension.  Access to technology though also needs to be improved for the less fortunate in society.  But that isn’t necessarily difficult either.  The UK’s Raspberry Pi foundation has shown that it is possible to provide desktop-class computing power to individuals for a fraction of the cost of a commodity computer.  Both Google and Microsoft are also fighting each other to offer classroom and lesson management services in both hardware and software.  It shouldn’t be hard for our Ministry of Education to come up with and implement policy approaches to make online learning available to primary and secondary school students. [Credit to Larrisa Mohammed via Facebook for the idea]

7. CSME Certification. We need to improve our processes for allowing Caribbean nationals to move and work across the region’s borders. Point 4 also applies because of general difficulties in moving money from country to country without losing value because of currency conversion.  [Credit to Randall Roberts via Facebook for this one]

[izatrini]

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[dawndawn]

Connections pt 4: Grand Finale or just the beginning?

She was wearing a tight knee length red dress with sleeves reaching her elbow. She stood awkwardly in his home, not knowing if to sit on the couch or if they would go straight to his bedroom. She had not been there in years.  He put their food on the counter and walked towards her. 

She looked up at him, feeling nervous . He pulled her towards him, lifting her dress and he nestled his head by her breasts. He pulled down her bra and sucked on her nipple hard, making her clit jump. She felt herself get  wet as he squeezed and sucked on her big breasts. She pulled away and pulled her dress over her head. She stood in her bra and thong, she didn’t feel nervous anymore, just hot. She felt hot in that little sweet spot between her legs. A fire was burning and she needed it outed. She dropped to her knees infront of him, and he pulled out his thick dick.... she took it in her mouth and sucked hard, slurping on it and shoving it down her throat to make more spit so it would get wetter and wetter. She remembered he liked it sloppy and noisy. He got harder and harder as she slobbered over his dick, then suddenly her pulled out of her mouth, pulled her to her feet and pushed her forward onto the coach. 

Now she was on her knees bent over this nigga’s couch, and she felt him rubbing the head of his thick cock against her entrance. 

Fuckkkk 

He shoved it inside roughly and began to pound her hard. She pushed back on it, and they fucked silently, the only noise the slapping sound and the squishy noises from her tight wet cunt...  He slapped her ass, skinning it open as he fucked her hard from behind. He slipped his finger in her asshole and she tightened her pussy around his cock. Fuuck he whispered. She arched lower, rocking back on his cock as he pounded her. 

She felt herself cumming on his dick her pussy squeezed around his cock making him come soon after. 

********

You remember where the bathroom is? 

Yesss. 

She stepped into the shower and began to take a bath. She pushed her finger into her already sore pussy, and felt a thrill run through her. 

She felt a presence behind her and there he was, staring at her ass. 

She felt shy again as if he hadn’t been balls deep in her just minutes before. 

Sex was one thing but, this felt too intimate. He stepped in the shower with her grabbing the soap from the dish.  

This is not your man, this is not your man, this is not your man. 

She kept telling herself... and he pulled her to him and kissed her. 

Of course they ended up fucking again. This time in his bed. He tried to push her down on the bed after they dried off but she pulled away. Lie down, she said. 

He did, his eyes on her as she mounted him. She started off riding him slowly, then quickened her pace and bounced her fat ass on his dick. Gosh girl he whispered. She leaned forward and covered his mouth. Slamming her pussy down hard on his dick making him fight not to cum . She leaned forward and kept bouncing, squeezing her pussy , milking his cock. He grabbed her waist and started pumping her from below, making her moan .... then he stopped and she got off and he got ontop, parting her knees with his and pushing her legs back. He thrust inside her and started fucking her hard and fast.... Their eyes met and then she turned away, she was making a lot of noise and he covered her mouth until he came..... 

********* 

 He was playing game and making small talk. She was on her phone booking a ttrideshare. 

Hey so, Renaldo, you will open the gate right? I booked my ride he should be here soon. 

He looked annoyed. Already? I would’ve dropped you.  Nah its okay. I have to head up the road..... 

Alright. he said his face unreadable. Well bye friend. He stretched and smiled. Message me when you reach home. 

I will. 

She walked out the gate as he unlocked it for her. he slapped her ass, hard. So when I seeing you again? He asked. 

“We’ll see.” She said. 

She got into the car. As it drove off, she felt a mixture of emotions. She should have never fucked him. She was already alone and vulnerable. She was in a weird place emotionally. She didn’t want to get attached to Renaldo. She didn’t want to get attached period, which was why she had been celibate after the breakup. But now she was wondering if she should block and then delete his number. He got what he wanted, he would be fine. She turned on her data and blocked him right there in the car. Fuck that. That was a mistake. It felt good. But it was a bad mistake. She couldn’t let herself get hurt again. 

When she got home, she took another shower. When she got out, she heard her phone vibrating . It was him, calling. She ended the call. Seconds later a text came through. “You blocked me?” She replied. hey “ I cant do this ok i not ready sry.” then added his number to blacklist. 

......... TO BE CONTINUED.......... 

[izatrini]

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[izatrini]

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[izatrini]

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