Aemon (cuz real badman deserve a pov even if they aren’t a main character lol) ...it's a Caribbean thing...lol
Gamisou poutana, (fcuk you, wh*re) I mumbled to myself as I finished my beer, my mind occupied with the woman who professed to be carrying my child. In all my life, never had any woman ever gotten pregnant by me.
And now, at the ripe age of fifty-four, she has made such claims. Either she is a liar or I have kids out there that don’t know I am their father. It’s been a month since I was given this startling news and I cannot make sense of it. Should I head back to the UK and make her take a paternity test?
Fcuk!
It’s plaguing my mind even now when I am trying to flirt here with the broad-hip bartender. Her dark chocolate skin is so smooth, and I am sure soft as well, which
