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What Are the Homes Like in Jamaica? A Journey from the UK to Island Elegance

When I was a young boy growing up in the UK in the 1980s and 1990s, the houses around me were uniform and uninspired. Rows of terraced houses stretched endlessly, their brick facades blending into one another like a monotonous sea of grey. The architecture was functional, designed to provide shelter rather than to inspire wonder or joy. It wasn’t until I first set foot in Jamaica that I truly…

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Just The T(hree)wo of Us

(I Put A Spell On You Part 3)

Pairing: Terrance (Foe) x Valerie (Plus Size Black Fem OC) x Junior (Foe) x Hen (Foe)

Warnings: SMUT, 18+ (MINORS, SCROLL AWAY), buildup (if you got the attention span of a squirrel, DONT READ), threesome, bxb, oral sex (f receiving, m receiving), titty sucking/fondling, bisexuality (from m and slightly, non-sexual from f), deepthroat (m and f), smoking, double vag penetration, masturbation, choking, ass eating , some femdom, some masdom, grinding, some slapping, dirty talk, praise kink, hair pulling, creampie (Terrance to Valerie), voyeurism, cussing, aftercare, drinking, drunk/high behavior, some jealousy, some angst, mentioning of upbringing (how they met), mentions of sexual harassment, mention of blood, and Non-Canon/Canon.

Parts: Part One • Part Two

Summary: After eating dinner, dancing with each other, and putting Hen in bed to rest from her drunkness, the remaining trio spend time together when things take a steamy turn.

A/N: It’s here. My version of the perfect threesome that should’ve happened for Foe. This was the one I was looking the most forward to because literally, despite the ever-growing homoeroticism tension between the men (which anyone who watched or read this felt) and just the chemistry we got between Aaron, Paul, and Saoirse, we got nothing. I felt like we got blue balls because how do you film that and not give us the gay shit or the bi shit? Also, some of the scientific things in here might be confusing, but this is a fanfiction after all. Hope y’all enjoy it!

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The couples eat quietly at the table, saying a few words to each other. A few quick glances, drinking some of their wine, some laughter, and utensils move around.

Junior sips his wine as he looks at Valerie, clearing his throat.

“So. Valerie.” he says, making her look at him.

“Yes?”

“I know this is your last night here and we do appreciate you for staying with us in our home, even if we didn’t make you feel like it. But, we were wondering…”

“How did you two meet?” asks Hen, butting in.

“Me and…”

“Terrance.”

“Oh! I thought you meant me and your husband! Got a little worried there.” she said, making everyone laughing.

She clearly her throat as she looked at Terrance, who was patiently waiting for her to tell it.

“Well. What’s a romantic story without a sad background, right?” she smiled a little, grabbing his hand to hold as everyone nodded.

“I’m originally from New York, as you can tell since this gorgeous man is very British.” she chucked. “But yeah. I was born there, but I’m not sure whether I was born in a hospital or on the streets because from what they told me, I was abandoned a few hours later in Inwood Hill Park.” she added.

“Oh my god.” said Hen, clutching her chest.

As she was about to speak again, Valerie feels her chest heating up, causing her to gently rub it.

“You okay?” asked Terrance.

“Mmhm. I just feel a little funny when I tell this story.”

“We can stop if you want.”

“No, no. It’s okay.” she said, squeezing his hand. “But, because they couldn’t find my parents, specifically my mother, I was placed in foster care. Not that I have an interest in finding them now cause I really don’t care. I bounced around a lot growing up. Some years, I was in Washington Heights. Other years, Harlem. And for the last three years of high school, Jamaica. A neighborhood in Queens, not the country, in case you got confused. But, because of this, my grades weren’t that great, but I still managed to pass for the year and that was fine with me. I knew I wasn’t going to college not because I couldn’t afford it, but I didn’t really think I had a future.”

She takes a sip of her wine as she carefully grabs one of Terrance’s hands and place it under her stomach, signaling to keep it eye on it.

“I was also picked on a lot for how I looked. Classmates, friends, roommates, even strangers. Same story you probably heard about any plus size person getting told about their health, compared to animals, statues, cars, food, even books. But that wasn’t bothering me as I got older. It was when they were saying no one was gonna love someone like me, no wonder your people abandoned you, you’re a failure, and like those kind of mean things. That’s like something you can’t get really get rid of and you just gotta hide it in your face or they’re gonna think you’re weak, even if you know that’s not true. As soon as I turned 18, I noticed I started getting treated differently.”

“You did something good?” asked Junior.

She shakes her before taking another sip, feeling the sensation growing a bit, making her feel a bit uneasy.

“Maybe I shouldn’t drink more of that.” she mumbled, pushing her glass towards Terrance, who takes it.

“Did you wanna change your…” he asked, signaling her tab.

“Mmm. Not yet. It’s not….messing with me.” she replied before clearing her throat. “Sorry, where was I? Oh right. When you become legal, I guess most men start paying attention? I mean, I was always getting that, but always rejected it since I was underage and didn’t want to deal with an older boyfriend like some girls unfortunately get groomed into doing. I had a boyfriend who was treating well until he felt like he can do better and just abandoned me. And of course, it was getting worse as I was getting harassed, stalked, and degraded almost every day that I had to quit so many jobs so I can avoid it. Of course, this was annoying my group home a lot since they felt like I was lazy when I’m just protecting myself?”

The sensation began winding down as she shifted in a her seat, fixing her posture.

“This went on until three months before my 21st birthday. The day after I quit another job, my friend told me that this post Columbia graduation party was looking for waitresses to serve drinks, offering $7.50 per hour + tips to work, as long as you were 21 and above. I declined because I wasn’t that age and of course, she knew I was gonna say that because she immediately pulled out a fake I.D. with my face and fake information on there. So now, I can’t say no!” she said, making everyone laugh.

“Oh, you sound like you loved trouble.” said Hen, smiling at her.

“Hen!” said Junior, irritated at her comment.

“It’s okay, she’s not wrong. It’s New York after all. Hope y’all get to visit one day.” said Valerie as she took a sip of her water.

“We get to the party, dressed in our black tie, white dress shirt, black slacks, and black shoes uniform. It was starting off fine because everyone was behaving well, socializing, congratulating each other, you know, just being proud of finishing their degree. But like three hours later, almost everyone is torn up. Like, once all of the adults and responsible people left, the hard drinking, dancing, making out, joking around shit started. It was slightly getting bad that we had to secretly switch the alcohol out with water so we weren’t responsible for anything that happens.” she continued.

“I went on break finally. And as I was sitting in an area where we were allowed, this group of drunken male graduates came up to me. I already knew what the hell was about to happen, so I was preparing to get away. The ringleader, as I like to call him, started harassing me and was like show your tits, I’ll pay you a $1000 to see em and was waving the money in my face. I almost gave in, but I knew better, so I said no and got up to leave, but his friend immediately shoves me back into seat, hovering over me. They beginning degrading me, saying I’m just a big bitch who shouldn’t have standards since I’m not worthy, probably waiting until someone richer than them picks me, and basically the I’m a nice guy monologue that Hen would probably know so many different versions of.” she said, looking at her.

“Oh, please. We’ll be here all night.” she replies.

“See! She knows the feeling. As I’m getting bombarded….this tall, beautiful guy comes up, cursing them out. Telling them to fuck off, you don’t wanna try me, I’ll whoop your ass in what I thought was very old New Yorker accent and they went finally away, ending the tormenting.”

“I can’t believe you really thought I was from there.” said Terrance, gently pulling her into him.

“I mean, you did sound like you could’ve been raised in Hyde Park, but then again, it was late. But, he made sure I was okay, ask what was my name and we talked for very long time, very into everything I was saying. How he was from South London, was on a scholarship here, and now, just got his bachelor’s in bioinformatics, with a minor in space studies. Which told me he was the real deal. And he was starting at OuterMore very soon, working on the then-developing living in space program. Then I got kicked out.”

“What?” said Hen.

“Why?” asked Junior.

“The guys complained and I was late from my break. So, I didn’t get paid. However, he came out, apologized for what happened and walked me home. He paid more than what I was suppose to get, but I didn’t want to take it at first. Kept telling him I wasn’t one of those girls, but he reassured that he knew that, giving me his number to call him.” she said, rubbing his face.

“She was very nervous. I guess she was worried I was wasting her time, just trying to smash and go like they were calling it, but I wasn’t. Most of the women I’ve dated had everything they worked that most successful men were looking to have on their arm. But me? I was just looking for someone that will make me happy, regardless of what they brought to the table. We went on a few dates to places she never been to, went shopping for new clothes, took her to do things she always wanted to do. All to see her smile, feeling the love that she always wanted.” said Terrance, rubbing her side.

They both looked at Hen and Junior, who were connecting very closely to the story they’re hearing, sitting closer to each other.

“I can remember the day I moved out of my group home. Or, should I say, kicked out. They were upset that I was, once again, seeing Terrance for another date instead of getting another job that I got accused of being his sugar baby, which didn’t make sense as Terrance is only three months older than me. So, I fought one of them.” she said, laughing at the last part.

“She called me crying, telling me what had happened and I told her she can’t stay there much longer. So, I drove over there as fast as I could and helped her move everything she owned into the car. She got her file, which had her birth certificate, social security card, and other documents that were very important and we left.”

“Were they fawning over you when you arrived?” asked Hen.

He scoffs, rolling his eyes.

“…it was fucking pathetic, Hen. Really. I told her not to hang up as she was packing whatever she could while I was on my way, and the whole time, they were insulting her. Saying the most disrespectful things over an assumption they made. But when I showed up, the energy changed. Oh wow, you’re cute, this is the guy Val’s been seeing?, you don’t need her, you need me like absolutely pathetic.”

“I moved into his place and we stayed in, order some Indian for take out. While we were eating, he asked me what do I see myself doing if this relationship went further, saying it’s okay to be honest….so I told him the truth. I didn’t want to work at all. I just wanted to be a stay-at-home wife and mom, taking care of the house, cooking since that’s what I like to do, cleaning if its needed, crocheting, reading, just being home while he worked. And, I broke down crying, feeling like I wasn’t the girl he wanted to be with since I have nothing remotely close to his achievements to offer. But instead of confirming it, he kissed me, saying he didn’t care about me not having shit. He just cared about being in love with me and bringing me along his journey with OuterMore.” she smiled, eyes begin tearing up.

“About three days later, I got a call from my supervisor. He said he wanted me to begin working with them as an agent immediately instead of continuing to be their associate, being impressed with the work in my portfolio. After I accepted the offer, I went to this jewelry store she liked and bought her dream engagement ring.” he said, looking at her and the ring on her left hand.

“He proposed to me at Inwood Hill a few hours later. Saying after six months of dating, listening to my past for hours, and thinking about the future I see for us, he decided that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me, wanting to take care of me and our family. I said yes, obviously. Then, that Thursday of the week, after buying our wedding bands, we eloped at a courthouse in lower Manhattan. I wore this creamy silk dress with a white fur sleeve, sparkly white pumps, natural makeup, a side part that the Hollywood Divas had, a red lip, and matching diamond choker and earrings. With these gorgeous red buds as my bouquet.” she says, staring into the distance.

“And I wore a black suit and black shoes, not wanting to outshine her.” he adds, making them both laugh.

“We went to Miami for our honeymoon. Had so much fun being in the sun and going to salsa clubs. Then, we headed Cleveland, where he started the work on the program.”

“And now here we are. 8 years later.”

“Still going strong.” she said, hold her hand up to look at her engagement and wedding ring.

Terrance smiled, gently placing his hand with his band over hers. Hen watched them, fascinated by their love story while Junior looked at them with a puzzled look on him face.

“Is there a reason you haven’t welcomed a baby yet?” he asked, skepticism filling his voice.

Terrance sends a glare, stiffening up. Valerie looks at Junior, panicking in silent as she fights the urge to not reveal her true self. She squeezes his hand, hoping to calm down.

“I work too much.” said Terrance, relaxing his jaw. “I always wanted to have kids when we are ready. But, because I’m too focused on my assignments, I don’t wanna bring in babies if I’m not gonna be there for them. Or her.”

“Well. I hope you do have some. You two would be amazing parents.” said Junior before he gets up and walks out, stunning everyone.

“….did you say something wrong?” said Valerie, finally calming down.

“No. Let him be. He’s probably going back to his old self slowly. Which is normal for replicas to do when the real one is coming back.” said Terrance, looking down.

“I wanna apologize about what I said to you yesterday, Valerie. I shouldn’t have assumed that you were using him when I was just reacting negatively to how both of you loving each other while….me and him can’t do the same. What I said came from a place of hate and I’m sorry that I even said it.” said Hen, with an apologetic look in her eyes.

“…I accept your apology. But let me just tell you this as a way for you to understand: if it can’t get fixed after it’s broken….just let it go.” said Valerie, sending a small smile to her.

Hen nods shakily, understanding what she meant by that. Valerie wipes her face before standing up, fixing herself.

“Dinner was delicious, but Ima go change before I eat some of my cake. Don’t be greedy while I’m gone.” she said, kissing Terrance’s forehead before heading towards the stairs.

“Baby, wait.” he mumbles, following her.

“Hm?” she says, turning around to face him.

He steps closer, wrapping his hands around her waist, before placing a long, sweet kiss on her lips. She wraps her hands around his neck, kissing him back. She breaks it, catching her breath as he smiled, resting his chin on her head.

“Just because I’m in your embrace, it doesn’t mean you’re off the hook. Well, at least not yet. Understand?” she says, letting go of him.

“Yes, ma’am.”’ he replied quietly, watching her walk up the stairs.

“….you really do love her.” said Hen.

“She’s all I have. And I’m all she has.” he responds, walking back into the dining room, and picking up their plates before heading to the kitchen. Hen takes a swigs of her wine before getting up to do the same thing.

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Changing out of her dress to a black, silky wrap dress that enhances her chest by pushing them up, she stands in front of the bathroom mirror, taking in her beauty.

Looking down, she unzips a black pouch and opens it up. Inside, its holds full and empty tabs: mini bullet shaped tablets, covered in the ‘OuterMore’ logo and serial numbers, that holds a light green liquid, specialized to keep her up and running without ever going bad. She changes it monthly since that’s how long it lasts, getting a yearly supply.

Picking up her magnetic tool, she places it on her upper left tricep, watching it connect to a spot, which lights up a glowing, white ‘OuterMore’ circular logo before it opens, sticking out a bloody covered empty tab. Using a cotton pad, she pulls it, disconnecting it from its hold. feeling the pressure releasing. Picking up a new one, she groans as she inserts it, feeling it connect before the circle sucks it, closing it.

Afterwards, she cleans the empty tab before placing it in the pouch and zipping it, washing her hands before walking out of the bathroom. After closing the door, she turns to head back down, but is stopped as Junior stands in front of her, leaning against the wall. She puffs, giving him a stern look.

“Whatever you’re about to say, I don’t wanna hear it.” she states as she turns.

Junior grabs her arm, gently pulling back and pinning her against the door. He steps into her space, breathing hard.

“If you mention it to Hen, I swear….”

“You swear to what? You’re gonna hurt me? Reveal that I got turned on by you watching us fuck like an audience member watching a play? Because he already knows and if anything, it makes him want you even more.” she said, tracing over his face.

Junior, alarmed by her reaction, steps back slowly. She smiles evilly, leaning forward.

“This isn’t over. This is just the beginning.” she whispered, glaring at him before heading downstairs.

Junior leaned against the wall, trying to figure out what she was meant by that.

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Junior walks into the kitchen and grabs a beer. As he grabs a seat in the dining room, he overhears a song playing in the living room.

He looks and sees Hen sitting on the edge with a glass of wine as Valerie was eating some of her cake. They were watching Terrance, smoking and drinking, walk around the room as he began to recite the lyrics of the song playing:

I did not become someone different

That I did not want to be, as he walks to where Junior was watching, smoking his blunt before blowing the smoke out and putting up his fist.

But I'm new here

Will you show me around?, he said, looking at both Hen and Valerie.

“Maybe.” Hen replies in a flirty way.

“Watch it.” said Valerie, looking at her. Hen throws her hands up in a surrendering way as Terrance starts walking towards them slowly.

No matter how far wrong you've gone, he says, posing in front of them.

You can always turn around, as he nods with the blunt positioned in front of him, making all of them laugh as he takes another hit.

Met a woman in a bar, as he blows out the smoke and takes a seat between the women, sitting slightly closer to Hen.

Told her I was hard to get to know, as Junior walks in, taking a seat in one of the chairs across from the trio.

And near impossible to forget, as Valerie looks at him.

She said I had an ego on me, as Terrance leans in her space.

The size of Texas, as he kisses her neck, surprising her, who hits him in his chest, making him and Hen laugh.

Valerie grabs his wrist with the blunt, hits it, and blows in face before kissing him passionately, both fighting for control before she breaks it, chuckling on his shoulder. He smiles as he leans near Hen, who is slowly getting even more drunk as Junior watches, having an invidious look on his face.

“Ready?” asked Terrance.

No matter how far wrong you've gone, as him and Hen sang, with the latter mumbling it.

“Yeah..go..1, 2, 3, 4.” he whispered, holding an invisible microphone in front of her.

You can always turn around, as the trio sang happily, smiling and giggling.

“Wow, we’re all fucked.” said Valerie as she nibbled on her slice.

Terrance lets out a laugh as he places his glass on the table before leaning back and smoking. Valerie sips some of her wine as she gently rubs his thigh, making him send her a lustful look.

And I'm shedding plates like a snake, as Hen gets up, placing her glass on the table.

She does a playful hissing and snake hand motion towards Junior, who gets up to get away, but she pulls him back, begging him to stay. They spin for a moment as Valerie and Terrance, now laid out on the couch, watches.

“That’s it, man!” said a gleeful Terrance as Hen begins to kiss on Junior’s neck, making him blush. He looks at Valerie with an itch in his eye before leaning close to Hen’s ear, face dropping.

“I don’t want you two talking about me anymore.” he says loudly, but Hen ignores, still rubbing and kissing on him.

Terrance chuckles as Valerie watches with pity, feeling very bad for Hen in this moment. Junior begins kissing back, but she slowly begins to pull away, mood becoming sour.

“Hey, that’s it! That’s the spirit!” said Terrance, not understanding what’s going on as his eyes are half closed.

“Don’t make this even worse, baby.” said Valerie, sipping more.

Hen angrily walks off, leaving Junior alone with his embarrassment. She goes to their music box in the dining room and cuts the song abruptly, snapping Terrance out of it.

“….what happen?” he asks, looking at Junior, who looks back at him.

“Your hardheaded subject is a fucking mood killer.” said Valerie as she got up with her glass, walking to where Hen was.

Terrance watches her in a confused manner as Junior stood there, said nothing. In the dining room, Hen is finding the next song as Valerie appears next to her.

“Hey. Are you okay?” she asks, placing her hand on her shoulder.

“I’ll be fine. He’s just cranky.” said Hen, still searching.

“You have got to stop excusing him, Hen.”

“Val, please. I don’t wanna…”

“Just find the song.” she said, slowly becoming irritated.

After a few more minutes of searching, she finds the song, pressing play on it:

“Oh, I love this song here!” Valerie exclaims, slowly moving to the beat.

Hen walks to where the wine bottle was, pouring the remaining inside her glass, and drinking it. She joins Val, dancing along to the beat.

“What happen?” Terrance asked again, looking at Junior, who is also dancing slowly.

“Ah, fuck it.” he replied.

“You didn’t like us singing?”

“No.”

Terrance lets out a laugh as Junior continues dancing, not paying him no mind.

“Oh, you’re in for a good time.” he mumbled, drinking out of his glass.

The women begin dancing with each other, doing a couple’s routine.

The boy could sing, knew how to move, everything, as they spanned.

Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for, as they dipped.

Black velvet and that little boy's smile, as they sang.

Black velvet with that slow southern style, as they span again.

A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees, as Valerie turns Hen forward, bringing her close and places her hands on her hips.

Black velvet if you please, as they grinded slowly into a semi-squat, surprising Hen.

“Oh, so you get down like this?” she asked, standing up with her. Valerie laughed, gently moving them back and forth.

“Only if the men stopped dancing. Or if I’m attracted to you.” she replied, turning her around to face her.

Hen makes a giddy expression, wrapping her hands around her neck.

“So you’re saying I have a chance?” she asked curiously, making both of them smile.

“That’s only if you actually want to be with a woman. And based on everything I know about you, you don’t have it.” she replied, spinning them around as Hen gasped.

The way he moved, it was a sin, so sweet and true, as they span.

Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for, as they dipped.

Black velvet and that little boy's smile, as they sang, off-key this time.

Black velvet with that slow southern style, as they span again.

A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees, as Hen turns Valerie forward, bringing her close and slowly creeping her hand around her neck

Black velvet if you please, as they grinded slowly into a semi-squat, with her gently squeezing it, making Valerie smirk.

“Liked the response, but you’re still not selling it.” she said, causing Hen to scoff as both women laugh.

Suddenly, they hear someone clear their throat. As they looked up, they see Junior leaned against the frame, staring at them with an exasperated look. Hen, scared of what he’ll do, steps back but falls after her dress catches the ledge of the chair.

“Ow!” she yelps.

“Wow! Two in a row for mood killing, Junior.” said Valerie as she kneels to help her.

“Oh, don’t act like you wasn’t just grinding on her!” he yells, now angry.

“It’s called dancing with each other to the vibe of the song, which sounds like you don’t quite understand!” she said, helping Hen up.

Hen groans, rubbing her head. Junior rolls his eyes, not saying anything before walking into the kitchen.

“I think I’m done for the night.” she mumbled, now sleepily.

“Want me to help you to bed?” asked Valerie.

Hen nods, putting her arm around her waist as she does the same. They began walking, passing Junior on the way out as Valerie looks at Terrance.

“Baby, can you be a good boy and bring Hen a slice of the cake, maybe two ibuprofens, and a glass of water?” she asks as they head up.

“Yeah. I’ll be up in a second.” said Terrance, getting up to walk to the kitchen.

Junior, drinking another beer, watches Terrance take out a plate and slicing a piece of the cake, plating it before grabbing a glass and filling it with water from the pitcher. Placing the glass near the plate, he examines the cabinet until he find the ibuprofen bottle and shakes out two pills, placing them on the plate.

“You’re fine with your wife dancing on mines like that?” Junior asks, breaking the silence.

“We been kissing behind their backs for months.”

“So? That doesn’t make it okay.”

“I guess you two are almost even.” he replies, grabbing the plate and glass, walking towards the stairs.

“And I’m suppose to carry on while you’re not even mad?!”

“Junior.” he says, turning to look at him. “She’s attracted to women. Always has been. I know her type. Hen’s not one of them.”

He continues walking, with Junior’s tensive gaze following him.

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Gently placing Hen in bed, Valerie moves over to let Terrance place the glass and plate on the nightstand before he goes out, closing the door behind him.

“Alright. When you wake up in the morning, you take at least one pill. If it’s even worse, take both. Eat some of the cake when you keep waking up. Helps with the nausea.” she said, placing the cover over Hen as the latter watches.

She gently traces over Valerie’s chest, making her breathe steady before removing her hands away. She leans forward, gently pushing Hen’s hair back.

“Hen. Don’t get me wrong, you are a beautiful woman. But, I know this is not what you truly want. You’re just doing this to get back at him for what he did tonight. Or you’re scared of the real Junior not meeting your needs when he comes home. Remember what I told you to do.” she states, looking at her.

She kisses her hands before getting up, walking to the door.

“…I don’t want him to go!” Hen cries out, sniffling.

Valerie sighs, turning to look at her.

“Then spend enough time with him tomorrow. At least you get an extra day alone with him. Try to treasure your memories before they take him.”

“And you feel nothing? Not even a bad feeling?”

“Like I said…..I’m used to it….I’m used to everything.”

She stood there, thinking about everything she’s witnessed since becoming a life long replica of Valerie. While there’s always the good moments, the bad ones seem to be the ones that stay in her mind as they shut them off after their final goodbye.

“Good night, Valerie.” said Hen, slowly closing her eyes.

“Good night, Hen.” she replied, walking out the door.

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As Valerie walks to her room, the door of the room, that Junior and Terrance were in earlier, opens. Terrance pops out, looking at her.

“Hey.” he says.

“Hey.” she says, smiling a little.

“Did you want to come and sit as I examine Junior?”

“Examine? Ain’t it a little too late for that?”

“Yeah, but……he seems a little…..tense. And I think you and I can help him with that.” he says, gently pulling her close.

“….are you insane? I thought you wouldn’t violate your policy, putting all of us in jeopardy!” she said, pushing him back. He laughs, pulling her back.

“We can erase it. It’s not hard and only takes 30 minutes. I can do it tomorrow after I take you home. Plus…”

He trails off as he places kisses on her neck, making her tense up, heat rising all over her.

“You admitted to him watching us. So Why. Don’t. We. Punish. Him?” he says in between kisses as he rubs her breasts.

Valerie laughs, moaning quietly as she rubs Terrance’s length through his pants while looking at a very shirtless, drunk Junior, who’s facing the wall, back towards them.

“Fine. As long as I’m in control.” she replied, walking into room.

“Always.” he whispers, closing the door behind him, which startles Junior.

“What the fuck, man?” he asked, turning to look at him.

He stops, looking at Valerie, who winks at him before taking a seat on the bed. Terrance walks over to a box, retrieving a small device dot as he turns on the control system, which detects breathing, water intake, and heartbeating.

“Valerie is going to sit in if that’s okay.” he says, looking at Junior.

“Yeah. That’s fine.” he replied, still looking at her.

Terrance walks over, standing on his right as he turns him forward while Valerie lays across the bed.

“Hold your arm up like this.” he says, gently lifting Junior’s arm up.

“Have you two been drinkinnnng?” he asks drunkly, holding the arm up.

“I think we all been drinking.” replied Valerie, making all three of them laugh.

Terrance places the dot on his armpit, looking at him while pressing it down to seal it. Junior looks at him, a glare in his eyes as Valerie watches.

“Is something bothering you?” he asks.

“Mmmm.” as he shakes his head.

“…I can feel it in you.”

“No….its more like an awakening.” he replied, lifting his left arm up.

Terrance nods, removing his hands as he turned to grab his glass of wine off the nightstand, walking back to the box as he signals Valerie to ask the next question on the paper next to her.

“And how has this awakening affected Hen?” she asks, making him turn to look at her in a discreetly manner.

He laughs, letting out a strange sound as Terrance watches.

“….are you working with OuterMore too?” he asks.

“What makes you think that?”

“Asking questions about Hen. Suddenly showing concern for her? Was that story you were telling earlier planned? Did he tell you to do that?”

“Oh yes. I faked everything for sympathy, especially for the one who’s trying to save their marriage.” she replied sarcastically, making Terrance laugh.

“You’re fucking sick. Him being here and asking questions about her is sick, you’re being okay with it—“

“Back at square one.” she mumbled.

“Everything is just fucking sick with you two.”

“Look, she was just wondering as it’s apart of the questions. You don’t have to be rude about it.” said Terrance as he places a bracelet on Junior’s left wrist.

“What is that?!” he says, looking at it.

“It monitors your hydration. Does she tells you what she likes?” he asks, handing Valerie a glass of water.

Junior looks at him, very confused about the question as Valerie scoots to lay against the railing, retrieving the water.

“…what’s that?”

Valerie chuckles, sipping her water as she knows where her husband is going with this.

“…your wife, Junior. Is she open and honest with her preferences?” asks Terrance, who’s voice goes a little deep.

“About what?”

“Come on…you know….fucking.” he replies with a delicious lustful tone on the last word.

Valerie groans a bit, slightly becoming aroused by his questioning as Junior, who is slowly becoming annoyed but turned on, stares at him.

“Is she explicit about what she likes?”

“You’re sick.” said Junior.

“What she needs.”

“Fuck you.” he said, giggling as Terrance continued.

“Every relationship depends on open and honest communication, you know that.” he says as he sits down in his chair.

“Oh, fuck you.”

“He’s not hearing it at all.” said Valerie, now rubbing her leg.

“It’s fine. Its fine. It’s just a conversation.” he says, giggling along with Junior, who now stares at the both of them.

Junior slowly gets up from his chair, turning it to face forward, before sitting down, keeping an intense glare on Terrance, who matches his energy.

“..do you enjoy playing with us?” asks Junior.

“People fascinate me. You-you two fascinate me.” said Terrance, looking at Valerie, who is now sitting forward.

“Is that how you keep your marriage alive?”

“….I listen to her preferences. Her needs. Her orders. Even if she doesn’t say it explicitly.” he replied, not taking his eyes off her.

“Oh. So you’re not the one in control.”

“Never was. And he wanted it that way.” said Valerie, getting up.

“Oh really?”

She nodded, gently tracing Terrance’s arms as she slowly walked around him, making him lick his lips.

“He was bored of being in control while making love, felt like it should be an equal thing that shouldn’t be looked down on. So, I asked him what did want me to do.” she says as she stands in front of him, facing Junior.

“….what did he say?”

“Bark orders. Tell him what to do, choke him, tease him, slap him, punish him, was into degrading until I got a little uncomfortable, and my favorite: denying him of release.” she says as she sits on his lap, feeling his length poking at her.

“Does he know you like being watched like a fucking whore would?” he asks, looking at the both of them.

Valerie chuckles as she begins kissing Terrance, grinding against his length, which makes him let out a few groans. Junior looks away, moving his hands to cover his now growing length. Terrance breaks the kiss, looking at him.

“She already admitted that when she told me you were there the night I was fucking her against the couch. The same day you got on your knees and sucked me off while Hen was out.” he said, making Junior look at him in an appalling way and Valerie laughing, getting up.

She knew they kissed a few times, but Junior blowing Terrance, even though he hates them? Oh, this just makes this night even more interesting and exciting for her.

“….I thought you weren’t real. Assumed the wife thing was just him lying about his attraction.” he confessed, looking at her with a pathetic look.

“So that’s why you were out there? You were hoping he was really alone so you two could fuck and Hen wouldn’t find out. Tsk tsk.” she replied, taking a swig from Terrance’s wine glass.

She gently tracing over Junior’s chest, taking in everything she just found out just in this moment. She slowly sits in his lap, hearing him wince as her ass rubbed against his length as Terrance looks on, gently rubbing his own.

“You know, baby…..you did a good job choosing the first man, I’ll give you that. But him though? Oh, you definitely wanted a brat to fuck.” she says, hearing Terrance chuckle.

“First man? You guys are open?” asks Junior.

“No. We’re almost that, but it was just me bringing home women I wanted to fuck and sharing with him. I don’t know what’s it called, but it’s that.” she says, wrapping her arms around him.

“You do this with all of your subjects? Risking your job while lying to their partners?” said Junior, getting heated.

“Don’t pretend you didn’t go along with it when you’re the one who made the first move.” said Terrance.

“Please. How many men have you said that to?”

“You’re the first one. I made sure to never hook up with any of the female subjects, wives, or girlfriends as a way to protect his job. Hell, I didn’t think he would actually get attracted to a man ever. Until he got assigned to you. And suddenly, you started to pop up in his mind…”

She begins moving her hips against his clothed length, making Junior hold in his groans as Terrance becomes even more aroused.

“He probably was thinking about you while he was fucking me. Imagining you twisted all up on the couch, stroking yourself as he pounds that attitude out of you, basically dominating you as you moaning under him.” she said, gently sucking his neck.

“My god, y’all are sick.” he whispered, groaning at the sensation of her essence soaking him.

She stops abruptly, making Junior hold a scowl at her. She removes her arms, placing them at her sides.

“So push me off. Since you hate it so bad. Be a real man like you are.”

He looks at Terrance, who is waiting for him to make the next move. Looking her up and down, he takes in her beauty, understanding why Terrance chosen her as his wife. Who wouldn’t want to be with this beautiful woman forever?

Looking down to where the string is, he pulls it, which unwraps and opens her dress, exposing her breasts and underwear. He removed it, tossing it to the side as he looks at her breasts, salivating at the roundness and hard nipples. He gently touches them until she raised his arms up, holding them hostage. She smiles at him, leaning in.

“You’re gonna obey me and Terrance. Which means no touching, including yourself, no fucking unless one of us tells you to move, and no disobeying. Understand?” she said, leaning over him.

“…yes.” he nodded, locking eyes with her.

Valerie motions Terrance to come to them, which he does. She gently pulls him down to her, placing a sloppy kiss on his mouth before turning back to Junior, who watches hungrily. She traces his mouth with her fingers before giving him a sloppy kiss as well, with him slightly fighting back.

“Don’t get too greedy, baby.” whispered Terrance, rubbing her back.

She pulls away, moving to the side a bit as she pulled Terrance to Junior, backing up to give them space. The men hesitated for a moment before embracing in a kiss, with Terrance wrapping his hand around Junior’s neck. She carefully slides out of Junior’s lap, walking to get a sip of water.

Terrance breaks the kiss, breathing very hard as he smirks at Junior, lust consuming the both of them. He picks him up by the neck, almost having him off his feet and suffocating him.

“What do you want to do with our toy?” he asks, looking at her.

She sips her water before walking over them, rubbing Junior’s face. She tugs at his pants, unbuckling them and removing it, leaving him with a growing tent in his underwear. She touches it, making him flinch before kissing his cheek.

“I want to see how he blew you. Wondering if he did a good job.” she said, kneeling down to her knees.

Terrance moans, letting Junior go and begins removing his clothes. Valerie motions Junior to kiss her on the neck, in which he does as she gently slides her hand into his underwear.

“Wow. You’re very hard and submissive.” she mumbled, gently stroking his length, making him moan quietly.

After throwing his underwear to the side, Terrance stands in front the duo, stroking his length as Valerie removes her hand, gently wrapping it around his length.

“Ladies first.” said Junior, making all three of them laugh.

Moving herself in position, she engulfs him into her mouth, earning a loud groan from Terrance. She grabs Junior’s hands and places them on her hair, signaling him to hold it. She continues sucking him, gently massaging his balls as she strokes the rest, keeping her eyes up at Terrance. Junior watches intensely, feeling warmth growing inside of him.

“You wanna make Hen happy? Let her take control in the bedroom.” said Terrance, groaning immediately as Valerie takes him out, catching her breath.

She moves back, letting Junior get in her position. Terrance lifts his face up, tapping the side of his mouth to signal ‘open’, which he does, sticking his tongue. He taps his tip on it, rubbing it for a few moments before sliding into his mouth, using his head as leverage as he begins fucking it. Junior, taken aback by the move, placing his hands on his thighs to push back, but receives a hard slap on his ass from Valerie.

“Put them down. Just breathe through your nose and keep your balance.” she says, pushing his arms down.

Terrance begins moving his hips forward, carefully going a sluggish pace as Junior tries to keep his balance, but pulls away, coughing very hard. Valerie laughs, standing next to him.

“Watch me.” she says, inserting Terrance’s length back into her mouth, but removing her hands.

He resumes his pace, with the sounds of her slurping and gagging filling up the room. She stops him, catching her breath. She gently strokes him as she guides Junior to his length by his neck.

“Do what I did. Just without falling or choking.” she whispers, inserting Terrence’s length into his mouth.

Junior focuses on breathing and keeping himself up as he matches his aggressive pace, hearing him moan loudly as he hits the back of his throat a few times. Valerie watches, aroused by him pleasuring her husband with his mouth.

Noticing how close Terrance was to his release, she removes his length from his mouth, making him exhale hard. He leans down to kiss her passionately before doing the same to Junior.

“Where do you want us next?” asked Terrance, looking at Valerie.

She points at the bed with her head before getting up to lay on it. The men followed, each sitting on one side of her: Junior on her right and Terrance on her left. She pulls the both men into a big kiss before moving each one to one of her breasts, in which both begin to suck, nibbling a bit.

“Fuck, that feels so good.” she moans, rubbing their heads.

Terrance begins kissing down to her pussy, rubs his hands over the lace as he looks up at Junior, who is now fondling her other breast with his hand.

“Baby, can you blow him for me as I devour you?” he asks, tracing Junior’s shoulder.

She nods as she gently removes him from her breasts, lies down on the bed, with her legs opening up for him as she ushers Junior into standing up in front of her. As she pulls down his underwear, his hard length bounces out, making her let out a gasp.

“Oh, you been waiting…” she says, wrapping her hands around it, gently stroking and placing kisses on it, making him close his eyes and groan at the sensation.

“Eyes on me, Junior.” she said, sliding her underwear down as Terrance removes it, propping her legs on his shoulders before licking her slit, making her flinch.

“You’re tense, huh?” he asked, looking at her before sucking her clit.

She lets out a few moans before engulfing Junior’s length into her mouth, stroking the rest that couldn’t fit. She places one of his hands on one of her breasts, signaling him to fondle it as Terrance inserts two fingers inside, gently plumping in and out of her.

The sounds of Junior’s moaning, Valerie’s gagging, and Terrance’s slurping fills the room as both Junior and Valerie feel their release building. Valerie pushes Terrance’s head down deeper as she gently massages Junior’s balls to add to the feeling.

Just as Junior was almost close, she releases his length from her mouth, watching it move up and down as the latter catches his breath.

“Is this what y’all meant?” he asks, falling next to her on the bed.

“Mmmhmm.” is all she could get out as Terrance sped up his pace, rubbing her clit while licking it.

After letting out a few more moans, she came very hard, wetting more of his face with her essence as she shooked under his hold. Letting out a pop! sound, he gets up, wiping his face before sucking off his fingers. He leans down and kisses her, biting her lip in the process.

“What’s our next order?” he asks.

“I want…I want you to fuck him.” she said exhaustively, tapping Junior’s leg.

Junior laughed before turning on his stomach, getting on his knees as Terrance retreats to retrieve a condom. Valerie looks up at him, who looks down at her.

“Remember: just breathe and don’t lost your balance…..unless the pain doesn’t simmer.” she said, touching his face.

He nods as Terrance returned, with a condom wrapped around his length and lube. He fixes his position, placing a pillow under his chest as he arched Junior’s back a little more. Lightly slapping his ass, he squeezes some lube on his hole, spreading it with his tip, watching it clench a few times.

“You begging for me real bad, huh..” he mumbled, gently poking at it.

“Don’t do that…..you’re gonna make me cum quickly.” Junior whines, trying to pull away, but receives a hard slap on his right cheek, making him let out a muffled yelp.

“Fix your posture. Don’t make me tell you again.”

Junior obliged, moving back towards him as he lined himself at his entrance. Holding his hips with one hand as the other inserts his length inside carefully, they both let out a loud groan, with Terrance leaning himself over him.

“Breathe, breathe, breathe.” whispered Valerie into Junior’s ear, rubbing his back as he let outs harsh breaths.

Terrance moved his hips a bit to fill in more, making Junior tense up bit. He pulls out, kneels down and begins to trace his hole with his tongue, giving him good licks, making him press backwards.

“Fuck…” mumbled Junior, not used to feeling this amazing pleasure, but it being done by a man. Boy, he hopes Hen never finds out about this.

Valerie gently kisses his back, locking eyes with Terrance, who is very focused on stretching Junior out. He stops, pushes him back gently, and re-inserts himself, this time fully inside. He begins a canny pace, smacking his ass with his pelvis.

“Is that the best you can do?” he asks, looking slightly at Terrance, who has an animality look on his face.

“You want that?” he replied, smiling with an evil smirk.

“…do it. Don’t be a pussy in front of her.”

Valerie’s jaw drops, holding in a laugh as she removed herself from his back. Oh, he definitely set something off in him because suddenly, Terrance grabs his neck to pull him towards his chest and begins going at a rapid pace, thrusting very hard.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” is all he could get out, feeling Terrance squeezing his neck hard, grunting loud in his ear.

“That’s it. Submit. To. Me!” he says, shoving Junior down to the bed, continuing his brutal pounding.

Junior’s moans fill the room as he fills himself building up again, clenching around him.

“It’s too much, please.” he whines, trying to push him back but gets his arms put in a hold, making him let out an evil laugh.

“Nah, be a good toy and taking it like a good one should.” he says, slapping his ass a few times.

As Terrance gives him a few more thrusts, he pulls out, preventing him and his own release and falls into the chair. Junior winces, once again being denied as the men catch their breaths. A few moments later, he gets flipped onto his back, feeling a condom being wrapped around his member.

“What’s next?” he asks weakly.

“Turn on your side.” said Valerie, pecking his nose.

He does so, placing a pillow under him as Valerie lays in front, her back facing him. She grabs one of his hands and places it on her rib as she moves the other one under her leg, hooking it. She takes his length and inserts it in her pussy, both letting out groans.

“Match his pace. Don’t go too rough.” she said, moving his hand to her neck.

Junior begins thrusting his hips in a snappily motion, his balls slapping her lips. She lets out a slew of moans and gasps, gently rubbing her clit. He squeezes her neck tightly, picking up his pace.

“You like that? Being fucked in front of your husband after he just got done fucking me?” he whispered, earning a audible moan from her as he locked eyes with Terrance, who is stroking him.

She turns her head to passionately make out with him, with him continuing his thrusts. Unknownst to them, Terrance gets up, lays behind Junior, and re-enters from behind, making him groan and stop.

“Nah, don’t stop. Come on.” he slaps his ass. “Continue.” as he thrusts into him.

Junior resumes, matching each thrust as he hits Valerie’s sweet spot consistently, making her let out some tearful moans. Terrance smirks, placing wet kisses all over his shoulder.

“There you go….fighting back a bit.”

“You close?”

“No. You?”

“Almost. She can’t stop clenching around me.”

“She’s close too.”

Valerie laughs hoarsely as both pick up their pace, sloppily thrusting into each other. After a few more thrusts, the trio all cum simultaneously, with Valerie shaking and squirting under Junior as both him and Terrance fill up their condoms. All catching their breaths as Terrance removes himself from Junior, with the latter removing himself from Valerie.

“..We..we’re not done, are we?” asked Junior, looking between the couple.

Both shake their heads, making Junior chuckle weakly. Terrance gets up, grabs a sip of wine before removing his semen filled condom, tossing it in the trash. He picks up Valerie and places her on top of Junior, gently reinserting his length inside of her.

“Fuck.” she whined.

“Hold still.” said Terrance, fixing their position.

Then, he inserts himself inside her, making her groan and shoot up as Junior gasps, not knowing they were both gonna fuck her inside at once.

“Wait, doesn’t this hurt?” Junior asked in a worrying tone.

She looks down at him, tears in her eyes. She shakes her head, smiling at him with a mesmerized expression. Oh my god, we broke her he said in his mind.

“No. He just remembered a fantasy I told him about.” she said, before turning to give him a kiss.

Terrance kisses her back before turn her forward, pushing her down before he started to pound her, earning some vulgar sounds from her that mixed in with her wetness. Junior watched, seeing her enjoy being dominated as she’s on top of him.

“Hey.” he said, lightly slapping Junior’s face. “Just because I’m up doing my job, doesn’t mean you can sit back and enjoy. Start moving those hips.”

Junior obliged, pumping his hips upwards as she wrapped her hands around his neck, keeping her balance up. Terrance grabs her hair, making her arch her back.

“Look at you. Taking me and him very hungrily. You wanted this to happen, didn’t you?”

“Mmhm.” she said, earning a hard slap on her ass, making her yelp.

“When I ask you a question, I expect an answer, not a sound. So let me ask you again: you wanted this to happen, didn’t you?” he asks again, giving her deep thrusts.

“Yes! Ever since that night he was watching us!” she responded, squeezing Junior’s neck, making him moan.

“Look at you two. Both sharing me while all over each other. You think I wouldn’t notice?”

“No. No, sir.” said Junior, grunting as he feels himself getting ready to release again. Terrance smirks, leaning forward to topple over Valerie, speeding up his pace.

“Good job, toy. Now help me make her cum again.” he says, kissing on her neck.

The men continuously hit Valerie’s sweet spot, making her clench and moan loudly as she eagerly attempts to keep up, but failing as her body started to tense up.

Junior pulls out, removing his semen filled condom to stroke himself, doing this until his expletive filled release came, shooting on him and Valerie’s thighs. Terrance’s luscious release follows behind, releasing his load deeply inside, making Valerie meet her euphoric release a few moments later.

The trio kisses each other one last time before collapsing on the bed, catching their breaths. After a few minutes, Terrance get up and walks out of the room, leaving the door open to hear water running from the bathroom. Coming back in with a bowl and towels, he gently wipes both of them, getting rid of the sweat and fluids that are all over their bodies before doing it to himself. Valerie looks at Junior, who begins to fall asleep.

“….we wore your ass out, huh?” asked Valerie, rubbing his face.

“Mmhm.” he said, slowly falling asleep.

Terrance lays next to her, kissing her shoulder as he wrapped his arms around her.

“How you feel?” he asks.

“Pleased. Exhausted. A little worried she may have heard us.”

“She won’t know. And he’ll forget when I erase the memories. This only happened between just the two of us.”

“Or three if you wanna be technical.”

Terrance smiles before kissing her, falling asleep as Valerie looked at the door. She thought to herself what if she was actually listening and is planning to snitch, but erased it from her mind, thinking we can say she was very drunk and probably imagined it before falling asleep.

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A/N II: Its been a really rough week, so I’m glad I finished this. Before someone asks, no. Black Velvet did not play in Foe. I just don’t know the name of the song Hen puts on after I’m New Here.

Part 4 (the Finale) will be out mid-month as I am too depressed from the elections to write it. Stay safe everyone, especially the ones living in the red states/about to suffer if you international. And go to hell if you voted for him!

Taglist: @urfavblackbimbo @blyffe @literallegendicon @kimuzostar @aaronpdaily

[fatehbaz]

The SAWP is a temporary labour program that brings foreign workers to Canada for periods between six weeks and eight months annually [...], paving the way for the recruitment of Jamaican workers as well as workers from other Caribbean countries like Trinidad and Tobago and Barbados [beginning] in 1968. [...] The SAWP has been a resounding success for Canadian growers because offshore indentured workers enable agribusiness to expand and secure large profits. Being indentured means that migrant farm workers are bound to specific employers by contractual agreements [...]. First, they are legally prevented from unionizing. [...] Additionally, because they are bound to specific employers, they must ensure that the employer is happy with them [...]. For instance, migrant farm workers are forced to agree to growers’ requests for long working hours, labour through the weekend, suppress complaints and avoid conflicts, if they want to stay out of “trouble” [...]. In “Canada’s Creeping Economic Apartheid”, Grace Galabuzi shows that the Canadian Government’s immigration policy is, in reality, a labour market immigration policy [...].

[Text by: Julie Ann McCausland. "Racial Capitalism, Slavery, Labour Regimes and Exploitation in the Canadian Seasonal Agricultural Workers Program". Caribbean Quilt Volume 5. 2020. Paragraph contractions added by me.]

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A big finding that came out of the oral history interviews was a much richer tapestry of worker protest than has previously been documented. Speaking with workers – including former workers back in their home countries of Jamaica and Barbados – allowed me to hear the types of stories that often don’t make it into archives or newspapers. Interviewees told me stories about wildcat strikes, about negotiating conditions with employers, and also about protesting their home governments’ role in organizing the migrant labour program. [...] [T]hings did not have to be this way; our current world was anything but inevitable. [...] [But] economic forces transformed tobacco farming (and agriculture writ large), [...] leaving mega-operations in their wake. [...] [L]arge operations could afford [...] bringing in foreign guestworkers. The attraction of foreign workers was not due to labour shortages, but instead in their much higher degree of exploitability, given the strict nature of their contracts and the economic compulsion under which they pursued overseas migrant labour. [...] Ontario’s tobacco belt (located in between Hamilton and London, on the north shore of Lake Erie), was from the 1920s to 1980s one the most profitable sectors in Canadian agriculture and the epicentre of migrant labour in the country [...]. In most years, upwards of 25,000 workers were needed to bring in the crop. [...]

[The words of Edward Dunsworth. Text is a transcript of Dunsworth's responses in an interview conducted and transcribed by Andria Caputo. 'Faculty Publication Spotlight: Ed Dunsworth's "Harvesting Labour"'. Published online at McGill Faculty of Arts. 15 December 2022. At: mcgill.ca/arts/article/faculty-publication-spotlight-ed-dunsworths-harvesting-labour. Some paragraph breaks/contractions added by me.]

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Jamaican agricultural workers say they face conditions akin to “systematic slavery” on Canadian farms, as they call on Jamaica to address systemic problems in a decades-old, migrant labour programme in Canada. In a letter sent to Jamaica’s minister of labour and social security earlier this month [August 2022], workers [...] said they have been “treated like mules” on two farms in Ontario, Canada’s most populous province. [...] The workers [...] are employed under [...] (SAWP), which allows Canadian employers to hire temporary migrant workers from Mexico and 11 countries in the Caribbean [...]. “We work for eight months on minimum wage and can’t survive for the four months back home. The SAWP is exploitation at a seismic level. Employers treat us like we don’t have any feelings, like we’re not human beings. We are robots to them. They don’t care about us.” Between 50,000 and 60,000 foreign agricultural labourers come to Canada each year on temporary permits [...]. Canada exported more than $63.3bn ($82.2bn Canadian) in agriculture and food products in 2021 – making it the fifth-largest exporter of agri-food in the world. [...]

[Text by: Jillian Kestler-D'Amours. "Jamaican farmworkers decry ‘seismic-level exploitation’ in Canada". Al Jazeera (English). 24 August 2022.]

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In my home country, St. Lucia, we believe in a fair day’s pay [...]. In Canada, we give more than a fair day’s work, but we do not get a fair day’s pay. [...] I worked in a greenhouse in [...] Ontario, growing and harvesting tomatoes and organic sweet peppers for eight months of the year, from 2012 to 2015. [...] In the bunkhouse where I lived, there were typically eight workers per room. Newly constructed bunkhouses typically have up to fourteen people per room. [...] I also received calls from workers (especially Jamaicans) who were either forbidden – or strongly discouraged – from leaving the farm property. This outrageous overreach of employer control meant that workers had difficulty sending money home, or buying necessary items [...]. [O]n a lot of farms, [...] workers’ movement and activity is policed by their employers. The government knows about this yet fails to act.

[Text are the words of Gabriel Allahdua. Text from a transcript of an interview conducted by Edward Dunworth. '“Canada’s Dirty Secret”: An Interview with Gabriel Allahdua about migrant farm workers’ pandemic experience'. Published by Syndemic Magazine, Issue 2: Labour in a Treacherous Time. 8 March 2022. Some paragraph contractions added by me.]

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The CSAWP is structured in such a way as to exclude racialized working class others from citizen-track entry into the country while demarcating them to a non-immigrant status as temporary, foreign and unfree labourers. The CSAWP is [...] a relic of Canada’s racist and colonial past, one that continues unimpeded in the present age [...]. [T]he Canadian state has offered a concession to the agricultural economic sector in the way of an ambiguous legal entity through which foreign agricultural workers are legally disenfranchised and legally denied citizenship rights.

[Text by: Adam Perry. "Barely legal: Racism and migrant farm labour in the context of Canadian multiculturalism". Citizenship Studies, 16:2, 189-201. 2012.]

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Other publications:

Smith. 'Troubling “project Canada”: the Caribbean and the making of “unfree migrant labour”’. Canadian Journal of Latin American Studies Volume 40, number 2. 2015.

Choudry and Thomas. "Labour struggles for workplace justice: migrant and immigrant worker organizing in Canada". Journal of Industrial Relations Volume 55, number 2. 2013.

Harsha Walia. "Transient servitude: migrant labour in Canada and the apartheid of citizenship". Race & Class 52, number 1. 2010.

Beckford. "The experiences of Caribbean migrant farmworkers in Ontario, Canada". Social and Economic Studies Volume 65, number 1. 2016.

Edward Dunsworth. Harvesting Labour: Tobacco and the Global Making of Canada’s Agricultural Workforce (2022).

Edward Dunsworth. “‘Me a free man’: resistance and racialisation in the Canada-Caribbean Seasonal Agricultural Workers Program,” Oral History Volume 49, number 1. Spring 2021.

[petewentzisblack1312]

for the record. by the way. do not ask me any difficult questions until i return home on the 21st if you absolutely must. im in jamaica preparing to bury my grandfather who i could never afford to meet and the woman holding his body tried to extort us with him as collateral. leave me out of it.

[fanfic-lover-girl]

Downsides on living in a 3rd world country

So anyone who reads my blog probably knows I am from Jamaica, although I live in the US now after going to college here. And as messed up as the US is a lot of times, I am so grateful to be here. Make no mistake: Jamaica will always be my home and I love the country so much but honestly, I never want to go back.

I feel like a big issue (depending on how you see it) is how people back home handle medical problems. For example, since coming to the US I have learnt about so many freaking allergies and food intolerances! Someone told me they were allergic to carrots and my mind exploded! I even learned fairly recently that light and water allergies are a thing 🤯.

But back home, if a kid does not want certain food because they don't like it or it upsets them, the parents are like "well you better eat it or you go hungry". Especially in my parents' generation. When meals were provided, no one really gave any consideration to allergies. If there was an event, there was no effort to make sure there was a vegetarian or vegan alternative (not that I cared much since I 100% love meat and dairy lol). I think the same attitude also applies to pain. If you have some kind of chronic pain, it's just something you need to toughen up and deal with and move on.

Thank God I never had allergies and I hope it stays that way. But I even think about my tendencies. Like I hate the sound of loud chewing. I can't stand it. I remember the first time it really bothered me. Back then, we ate dinner around the table and we were eating boiled food and stewed chicken. I was a little girl, less than 10 for sure, but I remember how overwhelmed and distressed I was at the table as I heard my family eating. It got so bad that I crushed the food to mush in my hands. My parents were mad (understandable since we couldn't afford to waste food like that) and sent me to a long timeout upstairs in the bedroom.

And it never got better.

Thankfully, we stopped eating around the table at some point. And if I could, I would listen to loud music while I ate my dinner around my family to block out the noise. Or I would retreat to a different room to eat if I wanted to eat in peace. I am lucky that most of my friends and extended family don't chew loudly but I try my best to tolerate the few that do when I am forced to be in their presence during a meal even though I am literally dying inside.

I thought I was just sensitive. When I feebly tried to bring it up to my mom during Christmas, she never treated it with any weight.

It wasn't until I mentioned my issue to a college friend that she said I may have misophonia. And it's like everything made sense. I don't know if I truly have it or not but it fits so well that I felt like I might cry. But a normie Jamaican might just say I am being extra and making a big deal out of nothing.

There are way worse struggles of living in a developing 3rd world country, don't get me wrong. But I am bringing up this because I have a family member living with me for at least a year and his eating sounds are driving me crazy and I don't know how much longer I can bear this in what used to be my quiet, safe space. This is just a way to build up some courage so I can talk to him about it. I know he won't be mad about it but it just feels so awkward.

[lindsaywesker]

Good morning!  I hope you slept well and feel rested?  Currently sitting at my desk, in my study, attired only in my blue towelling robe, enjoying my first cuppa of the day.

Welcome to Throwback Thursday.  On this page, TT is all about memories triggered by words.  So, what memory is triggered by the word ‘FATHER-IN-LAW’? 

Unfortunately, I lost my father-in-law on Tuesday.  I’ve been to Jamaica three times.  Two funerals and one wedding.  We’ll be going back to Jamaica soon for another funeral.  Sounds like a Hugh Grant film!  Three funerals and a wedding!  We’ll shed a few tears, I’m sure, but The Trouble’s family are boss, so we’ll have a few laughs … and probably a few drinks too!    

I’ve got two abiding memories of my father-in-law.  Mr. Patterson didn’t want his only children (two girls) moving out to live with their boyfriends, so he allowed the boyfriends to move into HIS house.  That way, he knew exactly where his daughters were.  So, the old man let me live in The Trouble’s bedroom until we could afford our first flat.  He didn’t give me ‘the talk’.  In fact, he didn’t say a thing.  He didn’t really know me but he knew his girls well, and he knew they wouldn’t be entertaining just anybody.  He trusted their judgement, so he figured I was a good investment.

My second significant memory of him was during lockdown.  He was stuck here in England because he couldn’t get a flight back to Jamaica.  So, there we were: the four of us, locked down in the house.  The old man used to call Jamaica frequently and tell anyone that would listen that he was anxious to get ‘home’ but, secretly, I think he enjoyed his time with us.  The Trouble liked having him around because he was builder, so he could do odd jobs, and I liked having around because he was a good cook!  He used to make me Saturday Soup sometimes twice a week, he would make me oxtail and butter beans and, because I’m spoilt rotten, he would make me Guinness Punch as well.  Me and my belly will miss him.

So, on this Throwback Thursday, what memories does the word ‘FATHER-IN-LAW’ trigger for you?

Have a throbbing and thrusting Thursday (with hopefully a few thrills through your thoroughfare?)  I love you all.

[sallysgrancanwrite]

Chapter Twenty-Five

Chloe went to sleep thinking how different her life was about to be and Beth thought about how different things would be without Chloe around all the time. The wedding was two days away and Chloe was having second thoughts. She couldn’t talk to Beth, she would tell her to call it off, she hated Michael. She would talk to Edith when she got home. She finally went to sleep about 3AM. When the sun came up she wasn’t ready to be up, so she pulled the drapes tightly shut and went back to bed. Beth woke her at 9:00.

“Hey sleepy head, we have to eat something and get checked out today. Time to get up.”

“Uhhhh, already? Alright I’m going.” Chloe replied.

“Yeah I see that, only at the speed of a turtle walking through peanut butter,” they both laughed and Chloe sat up.

She went to the bathroom and brushed her teeth and hair. Put on just a bit of makeup, mostly eyeliner and blush with a little lip gloss. Then she gathered up the last of her stuff and put it in her makeup bag and put it in the suitcase. She was now ready. She got out of the bathroom and Beth had ordered them breakfast.

“Oh great, breakfast, I’m starving!” said Chloe.

“The last time we order room service, this time anyway, I’ll make sure we do this again.” She said.

“Are you ready to go back to work after having so much time off helping me with the wedding and being in the wedding?” Chloe asked Beth.

“It will be hard but yeah, I miss everyone and my routine. You know just normal life again.” Beth said.

“Are you excited about Jamaica for your honeymoon?” Beth asked Chloe.

“Oh gosh yes! I’ve never hardly been outside this little bitty town or county so it will be amazing! I’ll send pics to you!” Chloe exclaimed.

There was a knock at the door. Beth answered and saw it was the Porter coming for their bags.

“Can you go ahead a take those and we’ll be right down?” Chloe said.

Chloe looked at Beth and told her;

“Thank you for the most incredible weekend away. I know you saved and sacrificed a lot to do this for me and I’m so grateful. I don’t know how I’ll ever pay you back. I love you.” Chloe said.

“Now stop that, you’ll make my makeup run,” she chuckled. “I enjoyed the weekend and I don’t expect too be paid back. It was my pleasure to be able to do it for you. I love ya to. I suppose we better get going to they will think we are refusing to leave the room.” Beth said laughing.

They left the room, went and paid they hotel bill and waited for the car to be brought around. Sure was nice being pampered Chloe thought. Chloe drove this time letting Beth sit and read. She usually read in the car. As they were driving Chloe pulled something out of her pocket. It was a ring box. She handed it to Beth.

“Go ahead open it. “She said.

Beth untied the ribbon and opened the box.

“Chloe! You didn’t!” Beth exclaimed

“When we were looking at gifts for everyone I saw you eyeing that ring but I knew you couldn’t afford it. It’s my way of saying thank you.”

Beth stared at it. It was a tanzanite stone with 3 diamonds on each side. It was so shiny and it sparkled in the sunlight.

“Well, try it on to see if it fits.” Chloe said.

Beth put it on and it was a bit large.

“That’s okay. Mr Holmes at the jewelry store can size it for you. We’ll drop it off when we get in town.” Chloe said.

“Thanks Chloe,” Beth beamed at her ring,

The closer they got to home the more Chloe wanted to run back to the resort. What was going on? Was it what Hope had told her about her getting abused or was it just wedding jitters? She almost felt sick. How was she going to keep this from Michael?

“Beth, do you think I should tell Michael about Hope coning up here?”

“That’s the worst thing you can do! He’ll go nuts and you know it. We don’t know if she was telling the truth and maybe he would go after her. It’s better to leave well enough alone. What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.”

“Okay, maybe you’re right. No need to stir up a hornets nest I guess.”

They reached home around 4:00 that evening simply because they drug out the vacation a bit longer and hit some small antique shops along the way and stopped for lunch. When they got back into Maple Falls the first thing they did was drop off Beth’s ring at the jewelry store to be sized correctly. Then they headed home. When Chloe felt torn about seeing Michael. She wished Hope had never found her at the hotel. Now her head is full of nonsense. They grabbed their bags and the gifts and went inside.

“It was getting late. We were so worried when you weren’t home at noon like you said.” Edith said ringing her hands like she always did when she was uptight about something.

“I should have called, I’m sorry. We went to some antique shops on the way home. I didn’t mean to worry you.” said Chloe

“Nor did I.” said Beth.

They put their bags as down and they hugged both Edith and Bob.

“And I was just started to enjoy the peace and quiet around here.” Bob said laughing.

Edith smacked him in the back of the head with a couch pillow.

“Oh you, just be nice now.” Edith said

Bob gave Edith a kiss and said;

“There’s your smack back you beautiful old woman.”

“Oh you’re such an old fart, but thank you for the compliment dear,” Edith said.

The girls enjoyed listening to these two when they went on like this. They figured it was their way of showing love. Didn’t matter why, it was fun to watch.

There was a knock at the door. It was Michael. He had a bouquet of red roses for Chloe. The card said I missed you.

“These are beautiful Michael but you didn’t need to.”said Chloe.

“It’s the southern gentleman in me. I wanted to welcome the love of my life home.“ He kissed her. “I missed ya honey.”

“Beth and I are also in the giving mood. We bought each of you a gift while we were away. Edith here’s yours. You open yours first.” Chloe said.

Both of the girls were hoping she would like the bracelet. Edith unwrapped the paper and untied the box and opened it. She was stunned.

“You girls, it’s beautiful but you probably spent to much on me. But I love it. Oh look it has my initial on it,” she beamed with joy. “It’s simple and I like that.” She thanked them both and hugged them.

“Go ahead and let Bob open his next,” said Michael. “I can wait.” So Beth gave Bob his gift.

“We’ll it sure is darn heavy. Y’all gave me rocks didn’t ya?”

They all laughed and told him to just open it for heavens sake. He ripped it open finally and his face lit up.

“Well, would ya looky here Edith! I got my own whiskey decanter. And by George it’s got my initials on it. I don’t have to pour from a bottle, I’m rich now,” he laughed. “I love it and the glasses. This weekend we can all play cards and use them,” he said proudly.

Then Chloe had to give Michael his gift and she wasn’t sure he would like it. She handed the small box to him and bit her lip.

“Chloe stop biting your lip please it doesn’t look good and I don’t like it.” Michael scolded her. She quickly quit.

He opened his gift and read the back of it.

“Michael, you are the love of my life, my soulmate, forever Chloe .”

“I have never had a pocket watch but it’s very dressy looking. I love it darling. Thank you very much.” He said.

Edith jumped in, “I hate to break all this up but y’all are getting married in two days. There is stuff to do. So we need to get busy.” She said.

“Not another word, I’m on my way and will give you ladies time to do lady things.” He kissed Chloe goodbye and left.

They sat and figured last minute menus with the catering crew. As well as seating arrangements. The ladies were busy ironing all the table cloths and napkins. Bob and some friends were pitting up streamers for the dance and balloons in different shades of purple. By this time it was late and no one had eaten and they were tired. Then Bob walked in with bags from the diner.

“Miss Amy at the diner had the cook make up some burgers and fries for us. She knew we were working on all late tonight.” Bob said setting down the bags,. Boy it smelled good.

They were all so tired that they ate in complete silence. All Chloe could think about was her bed. When they were done eating Beth and Chloe cleaned up the bags and then they all went to bed. Tomorrow will be an even busier day I’m sure.

[occult-roommates]

Run for your life

Content warning for gun violence and suicide, viewer’s discretion is advised.

Back in high school, Akva was a track star, and a gold winning one at that. She originally wanted to be a swimmer, but by virtue of being a mermaid, regular swim teams could not hire her, and her school did not offer one for mermaids. In fact, it is not that unusual for sport teams to straight up refuse any occults, but hey, she did make it on the track team so...

In her area of town, there was a large community of Carribean immigrants, so most of her friends were, well, Carribeans. She herself was born to Guyanese parents, Jay’s dad is Trinidadian, while the Crosdale sisters were originally from Jamaica. Then there was a guy who was on the male side of the track team, Khaled Bassil. This one was actually of Lebanese descent instead, but they were rocking with Khaled cause Khaled was rocking with them. They all had such a strong friendship, it seemed like only death could separate them.

Then, Akva befriended another boy from the track team, named Marco Goodman. On their first day of their senior year, he asked Akva if she wanted to be his girlfriend. She wasn’t that interested, for some reason guys were never her thing, but she was so afraid of graduating high school without ever having a boyfriend, she said yes. Quickly, she realized she actually kinda hate him, mostly because he was not living up to his surname of Goodman. After barely a month of dating, she called it quit.

Akva will never forget the following Friday, the very last of September. One evening after school, for Khaled birthday actually, he invited them to a secret little party in a wooden area in Newcrest, a suburban area south of San Myshuno. That is uh...well literally just because that is where he lived, simple as that. However, you know who else heard of this? Marco. 

And so, while they were having fun, he showed up...with a gun.

The four teenagers ran for their life, I mean, good news two of them were runner. Ironically, Jay and June not being runners might have helped them, as once they reached a river, These two decided to risk it all and cross it. Jay being a merman did mean he had an advantage here, while June jumped on his back. Meanwhile Akva and Khaled turned right. Obviously, Marco decided to follow them instead of jumping in the cold water, especially since his main target was Akva anyway.

That’s when a bullet hit Khaled, then another one, and another one. Eventually, he collapsed, as Akva got shot in the shin. Marco walked towards them, it was game over...Until a miracle happened. A poor group of hikers who had heard the gunshots saw that, which seemed to have make Marco snapped back to reality. He ran away into the wood.

Akva and Khaled were rushed to hospital, while Jay and June were found an hour later, after having made their way out of the wood. At least they were physically uninjured. Akva’s leg was salvaged in the sense she didn’t need an amputation, but her running career had been cut in its track. Swimming was also never going to be easy again, as her tail healed in an odd angle, which would recquire an extra surgery to fix, as if her family could afford that. In fact, getting a scholarship by being in the track team was pretty much her only hope to afford going to college, so if she can’t anymore well...

At least, she lived. As much as the doctors tried to save his life, Khaled ultimately passed away in the early morning of October 1st, 2016. He turned 18, only to die a few hours later...

Speaking of death, Marco was found dead of a self-inflicted gunshot wound, a few hours after Khaled died. Nobody know if it had always been his ultimate plan, of if he had came back to his sense, realized what he had done and didn’t want to face the consequence.

Once Akva was well enough to make it back home, she sat down in front of her family’s apartment, unable to believe it happened to her. At least, it can’t get any worse than that? Right?

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[kamia04]

Chapter 13 Fieldwork

Today I will be discussing my mother and her Immigration journey. Some of Her sisters were in America before she came here so she wanted to join them because they had been here for quite some time and said they would not be coming back and she missed them dearly. In 1990 When she came here on a visit she was living with her sisters and was working as a nanny and then began working at a daycare center the same as her sister. She went home and decided to go back and forth working here because she had my older brother in 1989 and didn’t want to pass up an opportunity to make money here to help support him. It was easy for people from other countries to get jobs back then and people who employed you would often wait for you to come back from your country when you were here on visits. She also wanted to use her visa because at that time if it wasn’t used it could get taken. She also wanted to see America for herself because she heard great things from her sisters and others who had visited. She Felt that America is a beautiful country and realized that the cost of living is more affordable than Jamaica and she wanted her kids to have a better life and more opportunities. Although it was hard to leave the rest of her family that did not want to leave Jamaica she decided to make that sacrifice still for her family and her future. She officially decided to live here when she got the hang of things and got her own apartment and that is when she went back to Jamaica to get my oldest brother and my father so they could be a family here in america and expand the family.

[jamaicahomescom]

Unlocking the Power of SEO for Real Estate Listings in Jamaica

[centuryjm21]

Understanding the Kingston Housing Market

When looking to buy a home in Jamaica, particularly in Kingston, it's essential to understand the dynamics of the Kingston housing market. Kingston is known for its vibrant culture, economic opportunities, and desirable living conditions, making it a sought-after location for many. The housing market here can be competitive, with a range of options from luxury apartments to modest family homes. Prices can vary significantly depending on the neighborhood, amenities, and proximity to key areas.

One of the first steps in navigating the Kingston housing market is to determine your budget. This will help narrow down your options and make the search process more manageable. Additionally, working with a local real estate agent who has in-depth knowledge of the market can provide valuable insights and assistance in finding the best residential area that suits your needs. Understanding the market trends, average property prices, and the demand for specific types of housing can also help you make an informed decision.

It's also important to consider the long-term investment potential of the property you are interested in. Kingston's real estate market has shown steady growth over the years, making it a promising area for property investment. Whether you are looking to buy a home in Jamaica for personal use or as an investment, understanding the Kingston housing market is crucial to making a wise decision.

Moving to Kingston: What You Need to Know

Moving to Kingston can be an exciting adventure, but it's important to be well-prepared. Kingston is the capital city of Jamaica and offers a unique blend of urban living with a touch of natural beauty. Before making the move, consider factors such as the cost of living, the availability of essential services, and the overall lifestyle that Kingston offers.

One of the key considerations when moving to Kingston is finding the right neighborhood. Each area has its own distinct character and amenities, so it's crucial to choose one that aligns with your lifestyle and preferences. Whether you're looking for a bustling urban environment or a quieter suburban setting, Kingston has something to offer for everyone.

Additionally, it's important to familiarize yourself with the local culture and customs. Kingston is known for its rich cultural heritage, vibrant music scene, and delicious cuisine. Embracing the local culture can help you feel more at home and make the transition smoother. It's also helpful to connect with local expat communities and social groups to build a support network and get insider tips on living in Kingston.

When moving to Kingston, it's also essential to consider the logistics of the move. This includes arranging for the transportation of your belongings, finding temporary accommodation if needed, and ensuring that all necessary paperwork and documentation are in order. Being well-prepared can help make the move to Kingston a positive and stress-free experience.

Kingston Public Transport: Navigating the City

Transportation is a vital aspect to consider when choosing a residential area in Kingston. The city has a well-developed public transport system that includes buses, taxis, and minibuses, making it relatively easy to get around. The Jamaica Urban Transit Company (JUTC) operates an extensive bus network that covers most parts of the city, providing an affordable and convenient mode of transportation.

For those who prefer driving, Kingston's road infrastructure is generally well-maintained, though traffic congestion can be an issue during peak hours. It's also worth noting that some neighborhoods are more pedestrian-friendly than others, so if you enjoy walking or cycling, you may want to consider areas with good sidewalks and bike lanes.

Another option for getting around Kingston is using ride-sharing services, which have become increasingly popular in recent years. These services offer a convenient and often cost-effective alternative to traditional taxis. Additionally, some neighborhoods have easy access to major highways and thoroughfares, making commuting to other parts of the city or the island more convenient.

When evaluating public transport options, it's also important to consider the proximity of your potential home to public transport hubs and routes. Living near a bus stop or a major transport route can make daily commuting more convenient and reduce travel time. Overall, understanding the public transport options in Kingston can help you choose a residential area that best suits your needs and lifestyle.

Exploring Kingston Housing Options

Kingston offers a diverse range of housing options to cater to different preferences and budgets. Whether you're looking for a luxury condo, a spacious family home, or a cozy apartment, you'll find plenty of choices in the city. Some of the best condos near Kingston are located in areas like New Kingston, Liguanea, and Barbican, offering modern amenities and convenient access to key locations.

For those who prefer a more suburban lifestyle, neighborhoods such as Stony Hill, Red Hills, and Havendale provide a peaceful environment with larger homes and more green spaces. Additionally, there are gated communities and townhouses available for those seeking added security and a sense of community. These areas often have amenities such as swimming pools, parks, and recreational facilities, making them ideal for families.

Another popular housing option in Kingston is renting. Renting can be a more flexible and affordable option, especially for those who are new to the city or are not yet ready to commit to buying a home. There are many rental properties available, ranging from budget-friendly apartments to high-end luxury rentals. Working with a local real estate agent can help you find the best rental options that meet your needs and budget.

It's also important to consider the long-term maintenance and upkeep of the property. Some housing options, such as condos and townhouses, may have homeowners' association (HOA) fees that cover maintenance and amenities. Understanding these costs and responsibilities can help you make an informed decision and choose a housing option that fits your lifestyle and financial situation.

Understanding Kingston Crime Rates

Safety is a top priority when choosing a residential area, and understanding Kingston's crime rates is essential. While Kingston, like any major city, has areas with higher crime rates, there are also many safe and secure neighborhoods. It's important to research and gather information about the crime statistics in different areas to make an informed decision.

Working with a local real estate agent can provide valuable insights into the safety of various neighborhoods. Additionally, speaking with residents and visiting the areas at different times of the day can help you get a better sense of the security and overall atmosphere of the neighborhood.

It's also helpful to look into the presence of neighborhood watch programs and community policing initiatives. These programs can contribute to a safer environment and foster a sense of community among residents. Some neighborhoods may also have gated entrances and security patrols, providing an added layer of security.

When evaluating crime rates, it's important to consider both property crimes and personal safety. Researching local news sources and crime reports can provide a comprehensive understanding of the safety of different areas. Ultimately, choosing a residential area with low crime rates and a strong sense of community can help ensure a safe and comfortable living environment.

Evaluating Amenities and Community Aspects

Apart from the basic factors like housing options and safety, other amenities and community aspects play a crucial role in choosing the best residential area in Kingston. Consider the proximity to schools, hospitals, shopping centers, parks, and recreational facilities. Having essential services and amenities nearby can significantly enhance your quality of life.

Moreover, the sense of community and neighborhood culture are important factors to consider. Some areas may have active community groups, events, and social gatherings that can help you feel more connected and engaged with your neighbors. It's worth exploring these aspects to ensure that the neighborhood aligns with your lifestyle and preferences.

For families with children, the availability of quality schools and childcare facilities is a key consideration. Kingston has a range of educational institutions, including public and private schools, as well as international schools that offer various curricula. Proximity to good schools can make daily routines more convenient and provide children with access to quality education.

Healthcare facilities are another important aspect to consider. Having hospitals, clinics, and medical centers nearby can provide peace of mind and ensure that you have access to essential healthcare services. Kingston has several reputable healthcare facilities, making it a convenient location for medical care.

Shopping and entertainment options are also important factors to consider. Kingston has a variety of shopping centers, markets, restaurants, and entertainment venues, offering a vibrant and dynamic lifestyle. Being close to these amenities can make daily life more enjoyable and convenient.

Conclusion

Choosing the best residential area in Kingston for your needs requires careful consideration of various factors, including the housing market, transportation, safety, amenities, and community aspects. By doing thorough research and seeking assistance from local experts, you can make an informed decision that will lead to a comfortable and fulfilling living experience in Kingston. Whether you are looking to buy a home in Jamaica or find the best condos near Kingston, understanding these key factors can help you find the perfect place to call home.

[marylcna]

Open Your Healthcare Career with Top CNA Classes in Queens, NY!

**Unlock Your Healthcare Career with Top CNA Classes⁢ in Queens, NY!**

Are you looking to start a rewarding career in healthcare as a Certified Nursing Assistant⁣ (CNA) in Queens, NY? Choosing ⁢the right CNA classes ⁢is crucial to ‌setting yourself up for success in this field. ⁢With the increasing demand for CNAs in healthcare facilities across the country, now is ​the perfect time to take the first step towards a ⁤fulfilling⁣ career‌ in healthcare. In this article, we will explore ⁣top⁣ CNA ‌classes in Queens, NY, that will help you unlock your potential ​and launch your healthcare career ⁣on the right path.

**Why Choose CNA as a Career?**

Before diving into the top CNA⁤ classes in Queens, NY, let’s take ‍a moment to understand why becoming a CNA is a great‍ career choice:

1. **Job Stability:** The healthcare industry is always ⁤in need of​ qualified CNAs to provide essential care to patients in various settings such as hospitals, nursing homes, and⁤ long-term care facilities.

2.⁤ **Fulfilling ‍Work:** As a CNA, you will have the ⁤opportunity to make a positive impact on the lives of patients by assisting them with daily activities, providing emotional​ support, and ensuring their well-being.

3. **Career Growth:** Becoming​ a CNA can be a stepping stone to more advanced healthcare careers such as Licensed Practical ⁢Nurse (LPN) or Registered Nurse (RN).

4. **Short Training Period:** CNA programs ⁣typically last a few weeks to a few months, making it a⁣ quick and affordable way to start a career in healthcare.

**Top CNA​ Classes in Queens,⁤ NY**

Now that you understand the benefits of pursuing a career as a CNA, let’s explore some of the top‌ CNA classes in Queens, NY, that will help you kickstart your healthcare career:

1. **Queensborough Community College** – Location: Bayside, NY ⁤ – Program Length: ⁣8-12 weeks – Accreditation: New York State Education Department – This ⁣program offers hands-on training ‌and clinical experience to prepare students‌ for the‍ CNA certification exam.

2. **Allen School of Health Sciences** – Location: Jamaica, NY ⁤ – Program Length: 4-6 weeks – Accreditation:​ New York State Education‌ Department – ⁢Allen School of Health Sciences provides comprehensive CNA training with a focus on practical skills and patient care.

3. **Access Careers** ⁤ – Location: Jackson⁣ Heights, NY – Program Length: 5 weeks ‌ – Accreditation:⁢ New York State​ Education Department ⁤ ‍ – Access Careers offers CNA classes with flexible schedules​ to accommodate working individuals.

4. **Mandl School** – Location:‍ New York, NY ​ – Program Length: 6 weeks – Accreditation: Accrediting Bureau of Health Education Schools – Mandl School provides CNA training‍ with a strong emphasis on professionalism and ethics in healthcare.

**Benefits of Choosing Top‍ CNA ‍Classes in Queens, NY**

By enrolling in top CNA classes in⁤ Queens,‍ NY, you can benefit from:

– Experienced instructors who are dedicated to helping you succeed in your CNA career. – State-of-the-art facilities and resources to ⁣enhance your learning experience. – Job placement assistance to help you find employment as a CNA after completing your ⁤training.

**Practical Tips for Success in​ CNA Classes**

Here are ⁣some practical tips to excel in your CNA classes ⁤and maximize ⁤your learning experience:

1. **Stay Organized:** Keep track of assignments, deadlines, and study materials to stay on top of your coursework. 2. **Practice Regularly:** Practice hands-on skills such as taking vital signs, assisting with activities of daily living, and communication techniques. 3. **Seek Help When Needed:** Don’t hesitate to ask questions or seek‌ clarification from ‍your instructors or classmates ​if you’re struggling with any concepts. 4. **Stay Committed:** Dedicate yourself to your CNA training ⁢and stay motivated to‍ achieve your career goals.

**Conclusion**

Enrolling in top CNA classes in Queens, NY, is the first step towards unlocking your potential and starting a rewarding career in healthcare. By choosing a reputable‍ CNA program, you can receive the quality training⁣ and education needed to succeed as a Certified Nursing Assistant. Take the leap today and embark on a fulfilling ⁤career journey in healthcare with the right CNA‌ classes in Queens, NY!

https://www.cnacertificationschools.net/open-your-healthcare-career-with-top-cna-classes-in-queens-ny/

[homes-in-jamaica-for-sale]

Why Now is the Perfect Time to Buy Property in Jamaica

Jamaica with beautiful sceneries, ethnic people, and warm weather was always a desired place for many people. However, beyond its appeal as a tourist destination, what is revealed here is that real estate investments in this stunning island cannot be purchased at a better time than now. Below are several strong arguments why everyone should consider homes in Jamaica for sale at the moment.

1. Growing Real Estate Market

Jamaica real estate industry remains stable for the changes in the global real estate markets. As the need for properties to live in, work in, and invest in rises especially in populous tourism focused regions of Montego Bay, Negril, and Ocho Rios, the capital gains would likely be quite stellar. The current generation of investors is also beginning to consider Jamaica as a long-term investment opportunity; this, therefore, is the right time to make an investment in a property.

2. Favorable Exchange Rates

To potential foreign purchasers, current exchange rates are advantageous, hence the best time to invest in Jamaican real estate. It is estimated that many overseas investors in places like the United States and Canada are experiencing the novelty of being able to take their dollars and effectively buy far more. This can result in cost savings proportional to market price trends, where this market has long suffered inflated prices.

3. Attractive Financing Options

The Jamaican government and the local financial institutions are now trying to kick-start the stagnant economy by offering one form of incentive package or the other to of the property purchase. Interest rates remain relatively low; and favourable financing packages can be negotiated for by both residents and foreigners. Also, with mortgage products specifically marketed to cater for international buyers the entry hurdles have never been lower.

4. Thriving Tourism Sector

Tourism in Jamaica is still, very prosperous to this date the island continues to welcome millions of tourists annually. The flow of tourists increases significantly, which explains the high demand for rent thus making it a good investment sector. Having a piece of property on the beach, with room for modifications that allow it to operate as a vacation rental, is far more than a source of passive income; it means access to your PERSONAL paradise on earth. Under current conditions favourable for tourism development, the market for rentals is projected to expand further.

5. Culture and Economy

Politically and economically Jamaica has made a lot of progress over the recent past. Today the government is putting considerable efforts to improve the business climate and increase confidence of investors. This stability complemented by the historic cultural and natural resources of this island make Jamaica an attractive destination for property investment. There is a kind of solidarity; the Jamaicans are friendly people and this fact contributes to the exotic appeal of the island.

6. Lifestyle Appeal

Housing for Investments in Jamaica goes beyond the financial and investment aspect but its lifestyle as well. Overall, the island is amazing since it incorporates the two best things: pleasure and culture. Peaceful beach fronts, explore mountain ranges, and sumptuous food amongothers are what Jamaica has to offer when it comes to quality lifestyle. Living or owning property here affords you an exclusive piece of the sunshine state where you can retire to, whether as vacation home or abode.

Conclusion:

So it is true, the current is the best time to invest in Jamaican real estate with a growing market, a favorable exchange rate, various attractive financing opportunities, and a booming tourism industry, and the island’s stability has been upgraded. Whether you seek a Caribbean vacation home or an investment property or simply a residence in the sun, Caribbean Homes presents an opportunity for investment with a fun way of life. There will never be a better opportunity to make your dream of owning a home in this lively island come through!

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Open Your Future: Free CNA Programs in NYC!

**Title: Unlock ‌Your‍ Future:​ Free CNA Programs in ​NYC!**

**Introduction:**

Are‍ you looking⁣ to kickstart‌ a rewarding career in ‌healthcare without breaking the bank? Pursuing ‌a career as a Certified Nursing ‍Assistant (CNA) can​ be ⁤a fulfilling and financially ⁤stable option. Fortunately, there are free CNA programs ⁢available in New York City to help you‌ achieve⁣ your goals. ‌In this ⁢article, we will explore how you can unlock your future by taking advantage of these programs.

**Benefits of Becoming a ⁤CNA:**

Before diving ⁢into the details of free CNA programs‌ in ​NYC, let’s⁤ first ⁣discuss the benefits of becoming a CNA:

– ‍Job stability: With ⁣an aging population ‌and increasing demand for ‍healthcare services, CNAs are in high demand. – Rewarding work: As a CNA,⁤ you will⁤ have the opportunity to ‍make a real⁣ difference in the‌ lives of patients. – Affordable training: Many free CNA programs offer​ a cost-effective way to receive the‌ necessary training.

**Free CNA Programs in NYC:**

Several organizations ⁢in New York City⁤ offer free CNA programs, including:

1. ⁢**New York ⁣Health Care ​Training Center** – Location: 33-10 Queens Boulevard, Long Island ⁤City, NY 11101 ⁤ ‍ – Program Details: This program offers free ⁢CNA training ⁣with⁣ job placement assistance upon⁤ completion.

2. **All American Training Center** – Location: 110- 20 Jamaica Ave, Richmond Hill, NY 11418 – Program ⁤Details: All American Training⁢ Center provides free CNA training with flexible scheduling options.

3. **New Age Training** ​- Location: 145 W 30th​ St, New‌ York, NY 10001 -‌ Program Details: New Age ‌Training offers free CNA training for eligible ⁤candidates.

**Practical​ Tips for Applying to​ Free⁢ CNA Programs:**

– Research multiple programs to find the best fit‍ for your ⁤schedule and‍ career goals. – Prepare a standout resume ​and cover letter to showcase your ⁢commitment to becoming a ⁤CNA. – Attend information sessions ⁤or open houses to learn more about the ‌program and meet instructors.

**Case Study:**

Sarah, a recent high school graduate, was eager​ to start​ a ​career ⁣in healthcare but couldn’t afford the cost​ of CNA training. After researching ‌free programs in NYC, she applied to the New York‍ Health‍ Care Training Center. With their help, ⁤she completed the program ​and secured a job at ⁤a local nursing home.

**Conclusion:**

Don’t let financial barriers hold you back from ⁤pursuing a career as a Certified Nursing⁢ Assistant. By taking advantage of​ free CNA ⁢programs in⁣ NYC, you can unlock your future and‍ embark on a ⁢fulfilling ‌and stable ⁢career in healthcare. Start ⁤your journey​ today⁢ and make a⁣ difference in the lives of others‍ as a CNA!

Remember, the⁤ key to ⁣success is to take⁣ action. Research and‌ apply ⁤to ⁤free CNA programs in NYC and take the first step towards a ‍brighter future. Good ​luck on your journey!

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