A voice interrupts the music.



VOICE;Hello ladies and gentlemen,i'm sorry for interrupting your dancing and

merriment,but we're having the prize drawing..do you have your tickets? I'll

be reading the names out ok..there are five prizes.are we readddddyyyy? DJ..

drum roll please. first ticket out of the bag,..name on the back is...is._.

Mona Alps..your prize is a dinner for two at Pelican Restaurant and Bar...

second prize _ Tony Perrin...he wins a night cruise for two on the Harbour

Master with dinner and dancing...well Tony, we'll be seeing you on here

again .third prize_ Devine Nelson...she wins a trip for two to

Grenada,niceeee.. fourth prize.. Francine Maher... she wins a trip to New

York ..all expenses paid..Sorry Francine it's a ticket for one...it seems

someone didn't want you to take your boyfriend or your

husband..hahaha...more drum roll DJ...last but not least,the top prize-

Leslie O'Hara...she wins a trip for two to London and Paris.. all expenses

paid...now that's a good prize..i wonder if she knows anyone who speaks

french..Leslie i speak french... winners come and claim your prizes... now

back to the DJ.



The winners rush towards the captain,their tickets waving in the air..Leslie

is all smiles.The happiest winner.Thoughts crowd her head

--LONDON,PARIS..WOW.. i'm so lucky..who can i take with me? i'll decide on

that later..London,Paris..for two...all expenses paid--wow.



Leslie sees Veronica talking to someone,but from where she is standing she

cannot see who the person is.she hands over her ticket stub and fills in the

necessary information on the forms provided.

while she is walking back towards Veronica some one grabs her by the

hand.It's her dance partner who,now, seems much more interested in her.she's

a winner.



the music is blasting from the speakers...the crowd is shouting.



THROW YOUR HANDS IN DE AIR

LET THE DJ SEE YOU







Duawee is still missing.no where to be found.A SURPRISE! Veronica tries to

fit the puzzle.How? Why? Where? so many questions.

Seated across from her is the person,whom she least expected to see.in her

head questions abound~~~~ how could this be? why now? where's Duawee? why

is he staying away so long?



Veronica; how are you? have you seen Duawee?



NO...i went up on the upper deck and was talking to some of my friends,but i

haven't seen him..should i go look for him for you?



Veronica; no...i'm sure he'll be back soon..he knows where i am.



But you don't know where he is? don't you feel vunerable with all these

pretty,lonely women running about on the boat..they could snatch him up

tonight and then you'd become a pretty,lonely woman.





Veronica; I have confidence in our relationship.he loves me and I love him

and nothing nor nobody is going to break us up...if and when it does

happen then it would be of it's own accord..you know the distance between

us..two different countries,different cultures loneliness and fustration

in our relationship,as time goes by.. the impracticality of us being

together on certain nights could bring about its failure.. but for now, i'm

enjoying having him in my life..he's a wonderful person and i know many a

woman who like to be his.. if he tells me,one day,to let go.I will...but i

may not let him go..I know when I'm in love and when love's in me...when I

feel it running through my body..I cherish it with every breath I take,

...each and everyday..soon I'll be gone,but I do know that when I leave I'll

be taking his heart with me..and I'll be leaving my heart with him.Together

we'll wait on the future.What about your love life? Isn't there no one in

you life?...MS WENDY.





WENDY; I don't need a man life right now.I'm re-designing my life at the

moment and a man isn't part of the furniture,but you did make a valid point

earlier when you said you'll hold onto Duawee's love,even after he tells you

to let go...well I feel the same way about him. you see I know him better

than most.I was with him when his greatest pain devoured him.His mother's

death..he cried all day and I was there to comfort him, when his world fell

apart the day of the funeral. I brushed away his tears..held his hands,when

he felt like falling...I was the one with the KISS,when his lips trembled

with emotions and tears were falling .After everyone had left and he laid on

the bed..I laid there, breathing with him. and that night I fell into him.We

fell asleep in our clothes,as we told stories and laugh. In the morning..I

made breakfast,just like you were,the morning i came over to the house.Later

we laughed at a story he related from his younger days..he told me the last

time he had breakfast in bed was when he was eight years and sick with the

flu,his mother had brought him breakfast and she had told him

stories..I,also,told him a story that morning.A story of him and I and what

our future would be like..We,then,rested our dreams on two girls and one

boy.Later we practised at fulfilling part of that dream.We made love...

The lovemaking ..oh..OHHH..uuuehsssh.. it had no description.. Veronica..

you know after a man has made love to you and you feel like you are brand

new and you just want to melt into his arms and remain there forever. You

know the kind of good lovemaking you run out and tell all your girlfriends

about...well this lovemaking had no description and to this day,I've never

been able to describe it. It's the kind of lovemaking which leaves you wet

all day,wanting to be with him.The kind of lovemaking which makes you want

to run outside,in the rain.the lovemaking,which stays with you forever,even

though the lovemaker has gone.You know what I mean, don't you?



Veronica is stuck between shouting and the calm of her demeanour.She had

never had that kind of love-making,not yet anyway.She searches Wendy's eyes

for a hint of desperation,for a hint of evil intent.They showed none and her

seriousness lent credence to her words.She is telling the truth.Her eyes

showed it.Wendy was still holding onto Duawee's love.





Veronica: Well..well that's all in the past..there's the future and I know

his future lies with me..



Wendy; We'll see..you have to leave,but I'll remain here.The days here are

long, but..the nights are even longer...and I only need one night..just one

night,with him..





Veronica; One night for what?..a one night stand? Do you really think he'll

fall back in love with you?.I don't know what you did to him,but I'm sure

he's gotten over it and he's moving on.





Wendy: We'll see..look I thought that we could be friends after our last

confrontation.I found you to be a very pleasant person and Duawee deserves

a woman like you,but lately, I find my thoughts are switching to him and

how we used to be,my nights are lonely and cold..I miss him so much..I ..I

want him so bad..my body aches for him..like never before..I've no one to

hold me.. to kiss me,nightly, to wake me in the mornings ..you have all of

that...for now.This will seem all like a wonderful dream,but when you get

back to America you will wake up and face reality..this isn't a scene from

HOW STELLA GOT HER GROOVE BACK..no girl.I'll fight for my man..all in all

and to end our conversation.I want you to know I STILL LOVE HIM.







Veronica's eyes blinks away a hurt from the last four words.Her mind

scrambles for a reply,which makes her head hurt and her eyes fill with

water.She surpresses its volume from Wendy.

In her head,her pride surfaces ~~~~she'll never see my tears..no not from

these eyes...never will I let her see me cry.~~~

she composes herself and her anger subsides.



Veronica:You..you love him,but does he love you? Duawee and I have grown

beyond friendship ..we love each other and for your information I...I..

don't want my groove back..how can I want something which I've never lost? I

must admit that the first time I saw you I was jealous,but that was in the

beginning..now I'm much more confident in our relationship and only the

future knows for sure how all this will work out ..we'll see..Would you like

a drink?





Wendy: No.i'm going to dance my night away.see you.



Veronica watches her skip between chairs and tables and greet a man with a

long hug.The hug brings two dancing bodies together.Slow-jam

music.Veronica's body needs a jam.Looking around for Duawee, a strong

feeling of Deja Vu runs through her mind.she remembers the night at the

Warehouse.^^the same way she looked for him then,she is looking for him

now.So alone.

A threat of words has brought a sense of insecurity and she feels a need for

his arms,for reassurance .She needs a SURGE OF LOVE,because she loves

him..no one will take him away ...not now...not ever..not without a

fight..not a physical fight,but a fight nonetheless..she will love him until

he says no more,but even then....it will become a slow process.She questions

herself.



~~Why do I feel this way towards Duawee? Is it the feelings he leaves with

me,when i'm alone or is this just another love thing in paradise? How many

other women has he romanced on the beach? where is he? I need to find

him,but this boat is so large,we might miss seeing each other.If I go on the

upper deck he might be downstairs...ohhhhh I can't wait much longer.Wendy is

here circling like the shark she has become and I'll not standby and watch

my baby get bitten by her again..no way.Our love is in danger and it's up to

me to save it and save it I will,even if it makes me stay here for another

month.Hurry Duawee..I need you,now,like never before~~~





As if someone was listening and granted her her wish,Duawee appears, his

shirt wet with persperation and with a smile ready to please.He looks guilty

of a crime.She sees it in his eyes.One consolation it was not with Wendy.He

open his arms for a strong hug.His nibble on her ear does not generate a

reaction .Veronica needs answers.Her disappointment swims around inside of

her and her anger builds again.



Veronica: Where've you been so long? I've been waiting here,for over an

hour..and ..and i..



Duawee: Oh baby..oh babyyyy... did you miss me? sssschhhsss.come here let me

kiss your lips?



The kiss tries to be strong,but Veronica's effort is weak.She needs answers

and Duawee looks at her,puzzled.



Veronica: Someone's been looking for you..betcha you cannot guess who?



Duawee:Brian?



Veronica: No...female



Duawee; Female huh? let's see. Rose?



Veronica: No..wrong.





Duawee; I give up..whoever it was seems to have made you quite jealous,

because you're acting quite strange..





Veronica; It's your old girlfriend Wendy and she's dancing right over there.



Duawee; Stop playing...remember she had a ticket for the Bajan Queen and we

saw her walk over to that boat.you're just mad,because i left you alone,for

awhile.Now come here and let me kiss those lips again.



Veronica: Then who is that over there? The woman dancing with the man in the

black shirt..can you see her?





Duawee's eyes follow the pointing finger and his eyes find Wendy

laughing,her head falling backwards,her body grooving to the music. Duawee's

confused and wonders silently_~~~~how could that be? i saw her going towards

the Bajan Queen and she had a ticket for that boat..i...i.~~



He breaks off his thoughts and turns towards Veronica.He is serious and

apologetic.



Duawee: What did she say to you that has made you so upset? i felt it in the

way you kiss.Look,i'm sorry for leaving you so long,but i got into an silly

discussions about cars,with some guys i've not seen for awhile..there's a

Bushy Park Revival Day tomorrow and we were arguing about who was the best

driver to have ever driven on the race track. We laughed at everyone's

choice,because no one could explain why they thought their choice was the

best.I then danced with a couple of friends from work,but i'm back now,so

could you please turn on that sweet smile of yours and brighten up our

evening.





Veronica; Ok. i'm just mad at myself for letting her make me mad..D...I love

you .



With those three words a kiss reaches his lips,its strength full of

purpose.She holds him,tightly,around the waist,closes her eyes and rubs her

body againgst his. A crowd of eyes notices and sighs.The sighing of air

pushes them closer and closer.

A kiss strong.

A kiss to rid a frown.

A kiss long.

A REAL MEANINGFUL KISS.

A kiss,in the night,on a boat,in front of strangers,begs love to stay.

The kiss ends and they look at each other.Love's aglow inside.

HE wants HER to want HIM to *@%$%*,but time gets lost in the wind,so they

kiss again.A shorter kiss,but with the same intent.They need the fruitless

nights of lovemaking.They can feel it.They can smell it.They need

lovemaking.In a few hours an aeroplane(airplane) will come and take one love

away,up,uP,UP, into the air,through the clouds,over land and sea,leaving the

other love on the ground,to weep,to be alone,to yearn for his love's

return.In a few hours it will all change.



Duawee: Do you want to dance?



Veronica: Yes





Duawee whispers ~~I looove you.Veronica squeezes his hands and they walk

into the slow jam music and start their dance.A dance ritual full of

meaning.







SONG--FOUR DAYS LONELY-written by DENNIS YOUNG-CC-mly-1999,performed by

CAROL GEORGE.



one day of love

two days of lovemaking

three days of waiting

four days --four days lonely





no one ever told me love would be like this

how it'll you happy sometimes,then fill you with sadness

it'll stay away for a long time

a very long time

then one day,,,one day

it'll come back again

remove your pain

kiss you goodnight

and then drive you insane

coz ,,,it's gone missing again







one day of love

two days of lovemaking

three days of waiting

four days lonely

four days lonely

writing letters, never gonna post them

crying my eyes out, cannot even stop them

four days lonely

four days lonely

and soon it'll be tomorrow

and i'll be starting over

four days lonely

four days lonely





woke up this morning

sunlight shining through my window

laid another hour in bed,thinking

of what to do today

how to begin my day

and how will it end?

will i survive the loneliness

and find happiness

being by myself

or will i sit and cry over you

tell myself to die for you

pray for you

to come back to me

and share your love.





one day of love

two days of lovemaking

three days of waiting

four days lonely....





spent dreams on my pillow

crying like a weeping willow

leaving the bed soaking

dripping wet

from nights with you, on my mind

from nights with you, on my mind

soaking,dripping wet

from nights with you, on my mind

on my mind

i'm a castaway on a deserted island

and there's no one else around

but the sea and the breeze



one day i found your footsteps

and i traced them to your cabin

i found it empty

and i go in

and wait

in your bed,

like Goldilocks,sleeping

waiting for the three bears

soon,you found me sleeping

and lay beside me

kissed me softly

upon my cheek

i awoke

and we made the bed creak





forget about

one day of love

two days of lovemaking

forget about waiting three days

i want four days of lonely

lifted from me,by you

so love me,like there's no tomorrow

make me cry when it's almost over

play with me undercover

love me like there's no tomorrow

make me beg

for your power

over and over and over again

let me, let me, let me

have.. another



four days lonely

(repeat and fade)





Soon they'll both be lonely.It's friday night.Two night before sunday

morning comes and takes Veronica away,leaving Duawee by himself again,in a

house,lonely again.tonight..tonight they have to feed the fire burning

within them.They look at each other and it becomes real,that urgent feeling

to satisfy,a growth of lust pushing its way to their eyes and supression

became a biting of tongue and silly grins..~tonight..they must.~





They continue dancing until a tap on Duawee's shoulder made Veronica's eyes

squint and an evil thought enters her mind.It's Wendy.Duawee turns around

and smiles.Wendy looks at Veronica and asks -CAN I CUT IN? Veronica thinks

about the question and thinks about the question and thinks about the

question.NOOOOOO.I'm sorry,but this is our song and no one dances this like

us..

A reggae song;

Dennis Brown singing- HOW COULD I LEAVE?



(*if any of you have this song,please take it out and play it now*)



the dub version follows..a NINEY THE OBSERVER mix..the crash of drums

--reverb..base line-wicked.. echoing sound.



Duawee closes his eyes,squeezes Veronica around the waist and enters the

TWELVE CHAMBER OF RUB-UH-DUB.He moves his body around the bass lines..rising

up and down at the cresending sound,hardly moving. Veronica learns

quickly.Her arms are folded around his shoulders,her fingers rubbing his

neck.The love flowing through their bodies cries out for forgiveness.They

hold each other soclose no one else can enter.Wendy walks away feeling

stupid for interrupting and not being satisfied from her own taunt.Veronica

sees her walking away and a wry smile shows on her face.Her heart satisfied

.Another song.



~No Wendy.Duawee is mine~.Her head is leaning on his chest.Another finger

finds its way underneath his shirt and up his back PLAYING. Rubbing a turn

on.His body inches.She pinches.Two small earthquakes explode and their

bodies quiver.A kiss reaches up and smacks his face with warmth.A stronger

kiss holds them still..a beating heart.A non-movement of body with feelings

running through without stopping.The feelings begin behind the knees and

travel all over the body,jerking them in and out,until finally resting near

the pit of stomach.



She is ready to leave.Ready to swim across the darken water,with the long

shadows from the silvery moon.

She is ready to find the nearest exit and leave.She's ready to stop

time,stop the world, make everyone and everything stand still.

She is ready for him.



He is....he is ready too.

He's been ready a long time.

He is ready to hold her right there on the dance floor,even in the midst of

prying eyes,and love her.

He is ready to kiss all over her body...ready to lay her down on the

floor,watch her beautiful,brown body snake away from him and then grab her

by hand and steady her.

He is ready to breath life into her.

He is ready to fulfill the overdue.

He wants her and is ready.

she want him and she is ready for/with him.



when the time Comes,WILL YOU BE READY?



Wendy plots her next move in her head.

**Not today nor tomorrow,but soon.I need love too.Dancing with friends and

strangers is no substitute for what Duawee has.No way.I'll get him back at

all cost.I'll just let time run its course. Let's see who is the lover of

all lovers.I'll make move in my own time**





LET'S LEAVE THE HABOUR MASTER AGAIN AND CHECK OUT THE BAJAN QUEEN.





Song pumping:

VOLCANO by Red Plastic Bag



ash in de air

ash in de air

it's smoking

smoking.



The crowd is going wild,throwing their hands in the air and shouting.



SIERRA AND ROMNEO



Sierra; I'm so glad I came on this trip with you.



Romneo: I'm happy because you are happy..look at the way they are dancing

down here in the islands..wow..my dogs would be out here barking if they

came on this trip.



Sierra; yup my girls betta watch out when the Caribbean girls are about.



Romneo: So what have you enjoyed so far?



Sierra; There all a lot of things i've enjoyed..the walks on the

beaches...mornings and evenings..especially the evenings..those sunsets

make me feel so good..it's so romantic..what about you? what one thing have

you enjoyed so far?



Romneo looks away from her and towards the dance floor.His answer falls

from his lips.





Romneo;YOU.



Sierra,slightly embarrass,tries to find an escape.



Sierra;what do you mean?



Romneo: well don't you know what your heart is telling you.I care for you a

whole lot.I would do anything for you..to that end,the most enjoyable part

of this holiday has been YOU.



Sierra; I've enjoyed your company too and I,too, have a fondness for you.



Romneo; Sierra I don't think you're hearing what I'm saying.



Sierra; What are you saying?



Romneo; I'm saying I want to make love to you..yes make love to you..

tonight. I don't know where this urge came from,but last night while I was

reading,I just happened to look over at you,sleeping.The sheet had fallen

away from your shoulders and there you were..lying there. I wanted you so

bad, wanted you there and then.I had to put the book down and try to

sleep.You kept entering my head and eventually my dream.





Sierra; I'm..I'm so embarass..I ..I.. '''let's dance..come on let's

dance..





They reach the floor,hold onto each other and drift into love.a slow jam.





They whisper to each other



Sierra: I want you too...



Romneo: well we'll have to wait until the party is over,when we return to

the our room ..we'll we'll find out what love is made of.





Sierra: scchhhh...don't say another word..let's just do it.Where do you want

to begin?



Romneo; what do you mean?





Sierra; we could find a safer place on this boat and...





He walks her off the floor,her words uttering like the sound of a beating

heart.On the upper deck couples are locked in embrace,no longer wanting to

dance,but longing for romance.

Sierra and Romeneo find their dark,secret spot amoungst the other lovers and

set-a-fire.



Motion.boat motion

upon the ocean

heaving to and fro

rocking side to side

on a boat ride

music.soca dress

short,wet and ready

lift up

reveals nothing

eyes blush

rush

secret touch

want so much

to hole(hold) you

wait...

"tis but a taste

for later

when you and I

be ready for each other

just one touch

of thses lips

will let me know

how u flow

say you love me

say it again

and again

till I stop you

now get up off

your knees

say please

and I'll let you know when

I'm ready for you again.





Sierra and Romneo hurry off to the floor.He has a slight limp..he bought a

dog and pulled a muscle.Sierra is unsteady on her feet..a little nervous,but

ready.dance till dawn.



Maggie



Maggie,lonely Maggie

all alone in a corner

waiting to be asked

for a dance

too much beauty

for one woman

to have and not share

men become afraid to ask

they think you have issues

and a man/husband.



Maggie a little flirt

will start the ball rolling

go on Maggie

go to him

that man is waiting for you

he looks nervous

but so do you

you make your move

because he wouldn't

he's afraid

of you saying no.



go on Maggie

tell him

you wouldn't bite him

unless he refuses you

tell him you are bajan

but have lived too long

in a foriegn land

tell him

you speak the bajan language fluently

and he must not be afraid of you



go Maggie.. go

tell him he's looks good

ask him for a dance

startle him

then make him submit

by squeezing his fingers.

go on Maggie

pull him to the dance floor

then hold him close

watch his eyes

as they blink

while you show him

why your dancing is so dangerous



go Maggie

go with him

to the top deck

and whisper to him

your loneliness

and your longing for an arm

and the safety

of a man

not now

but later

tell him he looks good

and wait for him to return

the compliment.



go on Maggie

tell him

how much you want him

to take you to dinner

and become your walking keep-fit companion

on 5:30am mornings

tell him it's only for seven more days

tell him he can refuse

but if he does

tell him

he loses

you.



tell him Maggie

that you will wait for his call

tell him

he must call

because your heart needs mending

and it's been a long time

since you loved

and you came home for the remedy

and you see it in him

and before he answers

tell him

your name is Maggie

and he mustn't say another word

he must finish whatever he's thinking

and he must come with you

when the boat ride is over

tell him how to get to your hotel room

but he mustn't come in after the kiss goodnight

he mustn't

he mustn't,unless

he's very polite

and even then you being a lady

might refuse to let him in



tell him Maggie

that you'd love

to see him again

not tonight though

tell him you want to dream of him alone

and that if he stayed you would not responsible

for what might happen to him.



tell him Maggie

how you feel about him

tell him about loneliness

in the foreign land

and how long it took for you to reach him

and since it took so long

you want him as a souvenir

but if he refuse

you would be disappointed in him

but would kidnap him anyway



tell him Maggie

tell him what you want to do to him

then watch his eyes droop into his glass

and swallow his drink fast



tell him Maggie

how on sundays

you'll make sure he's comfortable

and will bring him breakfast

for both of you

and how he wouldn't have to mow the lawn

because you paid someone to do it

tell him how you know his back hurts

and you know the art

of rubbing away pain

in heated oils.



tell him Maggie

how you feel

he'll like the words

you use

he will like your body movements

he will like you even more

when you dance with him

and discover your laughter

is so intriguing and sexy



go Maggie

go over there

and tell him

don't beg him

because that's not you way

ask him if he'll dance with you



go on Maggie

get off the stool

dust off your skirt

walk the walk

which you have perfected

you know THE WALK

the walk which lets everyone knows you have arrive

you know the walk which make time stand still

walk that walk

the walk which moves in slow motion

the walk which make other women envious

the walk that make men's eyes travel with every action

the walk which caused accidents and traffic jams

the walk.Maggie.THAT WALK.









HE.

nervously

looks away

be bold Maggie

grab his hands

and play with his fingers

this is the 90's

so a woman can be forceful

a woman can play

Finger Fun





Maggie laugh at the moment his jaws drops and his eyes starts blinking.



he smiles

his heart beats faster

than a soca drum beat

no words

exchanged

between

eyes meet and signal DANCE





the song

FIRE IN DE SOCA..by Nathalee.



Maggie and her new friend make great music with their bodies.He's a drum.

She's a well tune guitar.Listen to the sound they make.





I've been watching you all night



I know,I've been watching you too



where are you from?



Barbados ...where are you from?



Barbados





(together) hahaha ..

what's happen to our accents



we've been too long in america



we need to come home more often



get away from the rat race



need to be amongst my people



need to feel the sun and the breeze



on our faces and on our backs



we need to relax



and enjoy our childhood memories





Mag: how long will you be here on holiday?



It depends on where this dance take us





Mag: haha..it might get you thrown overboard





I can swim an ocean for you.



Mag; ok...then let's go swimming tomorrow





ok,what time can I pick you up?





Mag; about 9'30 am



are you staying with family?



Mag; no.I'm visiting my family.I'm staying at LUS-COVE Beach Hotel and

Bar.





give me the directions later...hey now i know why they call this

paradise.



mag; why?





paradise means a place of beauty,bliss or delight.. heaven..





Mag; and?



well I've only known you ..let's say eighteen minutes,but already your

beauty has me wondering what heaven's like,since you be the angel who have

rescued me.



Mag; you say that to all the girls



I may have once,but I didn't mean it..I mean it now...you are

absolutely astonding...the way you walk, the way you dance.. the way you

laugh makes me wonder what will happen when we kiss.





Mag; hahaha...you make me laugh..I don't kiss on a first date.





neither do I..not unless I can't help myself





Mag: down boy you need a leash





ARRGHHHHS.. ruuuggghh





Mag ;what type of dog are you? a pit bull or a german shepherd?





dog? let's see I'm an house dog





Mag; explain







I'm playful yet deadly





Mag; deadly? what can a house dog do?





I'll can show you later.



Mag: you're being rude.





maybe so.it all depends on how you view my words.





Mag: oh I see,your words have double meanings,like what calysonians do with

calypso.double entendre..very good..



yes





Mag: do you do everything in doubles?



yes..I believe that when one does something good..one should do it

again..I believe in perfection.



Mag; I like you even though you are rude





no,not rude,just playful



(together)

haha..hehe haha...



another song:



NOT ME..by Rupee





They dance --dance --dance.They have fallen in love with their homeland.the

music,the food,the culture,but most of all the PEOPLE..THE BAJAN PEOPLE.







On the top deck the party is in full flight.It's here where we meet the real

WUKUPOLOGISTS .in one corner we have the men winers like LIL RICK,TALL

BOY,RICO,MARCEL MONTANA,SOCA SURFER,DE DEVIL(calypsonian)YOUNG

BLOOD...etc..etc. in de other corner we have the women winers like ALISON

HINDS,NATHALEE,GLESKE AND THE DC POSSE,PEACHES,KAT NICOLE,BAJANGAL,MISSJOY,N

SPICE,TWO TONS UH FUNN,etc..etc.



The men are outnumbered,but they have LIL RICK,TALL BOY AND MARCEL MONTANA

to help even things up.



First song;

winning war by MADD

(song from 1999 cropover)



on de floor there's a wining war.

""""""""""""""""""""""""""""'"''

:::::



Alison and Marcel take to the floor.bajan gal.trini man.a wining war.



song;togetherness by SQUARE ONE



POSSE,,,raise your hands and keep them in de air

~~~~~` raise your hands and keep them in de air



togetherness.

""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""





WRITER'S NOTE____ I'VE HAD TO EDIT THIS PART OUT..IT WAS TOO LONG...ANYWAY

THE WOMEN WON THE WINING WAR,SO WE MEN HAVE TIO WHEEL AND COME AGAIN.





At 4am the boats pulled up near the shore and the passengers

disembarked.some are drunk..some are feeling tipsy,some are catspraddle(real

drunk) and blind drunk..in other words dem real lickup(DRUNK).



On the Bajan Queen a song is blaring.it's Mac Fingal's CHANGE YUH SOCA

MAN.The party people are wuking up and singing.



On the Habour Master another song blares from the speakers.it's Alison

Hind's and Square One's JACK UP DE WORLD.



Soon car horns, blue smoke and screeching car tyres leave the scene

empty.Streams of moonlight soak the night,leaving long trails on the dark

water,the boats bouncing to the soca rush of a calming sea.The lights from

the boat are dimmed and the surroundings return to peace.



Homeward..sleep.





Duawee and Veronica are locked in embrace,while the car bounces along the

bumpy road,her head leaning on his shoulder.Her right hand has penertrated

his unbutton shirt,fingers playing on his Xylophone of a body.He smiles from

a tickle.she smiles with happiness (*).

Leslie is fast asleep and dreaming.the tickling/kissing continues in the

front seat.torrid heat buiLDS.The hotel room is dark as Leslie enters,her

sleepy eyes finds the bed and her body splashes down into a *ahhhh

sound.sleep.

The car's engine purrs as the occupants fall deeper and deeper into a

seductive state.He can hardly control the car.His body twitches as wet

kisses touches his ear lobe.SERIOUS.The car purrs like a kitten,the

occupants purr within themselves..love busting out all over.A caress,full of

intent,squeezes his body closer to hers and it builds desire..uncontrollable

desire.the car suddenly brakes>>>>.stop:.

headlights stretches long beams along the street,filling part of the void.

He kisses her and she moans..a long moan escapes from within as she reaches

around his waist for a stronger hold.His hands leaves the steering wheel and

finds her waiting for him//that touch.. warmth .she groans ..heaving her

body upwards...it was time..the place

it was right.



;!



(to be continued)



DennisY.





(W)__if anyone would like to apppear in the next episode,please e-mail

me,stating the type of car you would like to drive at BUSHY

PARK(racecourse),also your nick name__

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