MY On: Lost in Translation

I don't drink coffee I take tea my dear
I like my toast done on one side
And you can hear it in my accent when I talk
I'm an Englishman in New York
-Sting

What do you like about this sort of music?
What are they saying?
Why did you bring us to this kind of club?

What kind of food is this?
Cant you be normal?
Where do you think you are?
Why did you tuck in your polo?
 
.....Questions i get asked when people spend a couple of minutes in my world.


Oreo
Coconut
.... Descriptions i get after they spend a couple of minutes in my world.


I love me my wine and cheese.
My favourite club in Lagos is picolomondo.
I wear more trousers than jeans not sure i own that many either.
I'll listen to Rammstein, Infected Mushroom, Tiesto & Sebastien B over Jay-Z or even 9ice.
3 shots of tequila chased down with a 33cl heineken beer would start my night.
Cook outs and BYOB drink ups are my perfect way to start a weekend.




Oreo
Coconut...

Is skin color meant to determine our influences and preferences?

A lot of people seem to think so.

I'm just simply MY and in the words of Will Smith "Is there Anybody out there" who like me is simply Lost in Translation,

Saludos.

MY


* Oreo & Coconut are terms used to describe a person who is black on the outside but white on the inside.

O on: Rendezvous in the rain

Storm is brewing A, lemme head off home and just as the words leave my mouth it begins to drizzle. As i dash to the car, i notice her. light skinned hair to her waist packed in a pony tail walking. walking hesitantly, starting and stopping. i can see she's contemplating what to do cos of the rain. Not one to pass up a chance,

"can i give you a ride i asked"

"yes please she replied" stepping into the car.

 A bit of small talk got me some basic info Half Indian- Half Yoruba girl in Nigeria for a year.

we arrive at her destination and i consider reeling or not....

then i go for it....


"I know you'd probably never get into a car with a stranger talk less of give him your number but i notice you've got a blackberry" i scribble my pin on my card and tell her, "if you're up to a conversation, lets talk a bit then i wont be a stranger any more."

"ok.... "

10 minutes after i drop her off at the restaurant where she's having dinner
my phone buzzes,
a new request comes in... "Thank you for the ride, In"

who says a rainy evening and bleak weather doesn't come with it's advantages.

O

O on: Mirrored thoughts

It's been 4 days of emotional and physical foreplay and every time I look into her eyes, I see them mirror my thoughts... When are we gonna consummate this.

The day in cozumel is spent being kissed by the sun, stroked by the waves and savouring the local cocktails.

With me fly fishing and S scuba diving

With S para sailing and me getting my deep sea dive certificate for going 100ft under the ocean.

With me discovering and exploring every single spot on S's body. Finding her trigger points, filing them away in my head and she doing the same to me.

It's our last night and anyone who manages to stray into our world would end up as fodder with the sparks flying in the air.

As the sun sets and we walk back to the oasis of the seas where our story began, the fact that tonight is the night resonates in the air.

O
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O on: going better than planned.

"I have to go" she says as the sun begins to peek from the clouds.

"Am I seeing you later?" I ask as we walk to her room.

"Yes you are" she says and kisses me good night or is it good morning considering it was 5am in the morning great.
I'll pick you up by 7 and I bound off.

Fast Forward past a day in the jungles of Costa Maya with S on my mind

Straight on to me making reservations at Cafe 151. and Vintage a swanky wine bar.

Tonight I intend to turn on the charm. Mood music, good food and the perfect ambience.

We start the evening at 151. "Order for the both of us" I tell her setting the tone for a balanced evening.

Gamble is with her being in charge of the very first aspect of the evening, she'll become invested in tonight and the more invested she becomes, the easier it'll be to get behind her shell. The trick is to constantly make sure there is no pressure.

Dinner is a Tbone steak medium rare accompanied by a nice bottles of Respide. She's pretty and picked a meal you would want to put in rewind so you can savour again and again.

Relaxed and mellow, the conversation begins. Getting to know her feels like a wave. She's pretty smart, intelligent and I can't get enough of this boriqua.

A walk through the oasis' version of central park to vintages with the stars out and birds chirping sets the tone for the rest of the evening.

Vintage is quiet with cuban jazz serenading discreetly. We settle in a corner and begin a rosé wine flight with tapas. Getting to know you 101 begins here and we talk about everything the past, the present, the future. Dreams and plans caressing each other with words as well as with our hands.

As we approach the beautiful island of Cozumel, I know that something is building up here and it's not going according to plan but better.

O
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O On: kissing under the stars

3 bottles of wine later we're at a pool party on the 17th floor.

"I never thought I would meet pretty girls on this trip" I say.

"Me buying you that drink was just me saluting you making my day that's why I asked them not to tell you it was from me" I continue.

" I like that" she said holding my arm tighter.

"Head up to the pool party on 17. Need a wingman sharpish" I text my boy YN as I order drinks at the bar.

5 minutes later he shows up and I make the introductions. Now I can get some alone time with S.

2 bottles of bubbly later S & I hit the dance floor and my this boriqua has got some soul and we connect on the floor for about an hour exploring, touching, feeling, flirting.

"Let's go somewhere quieter" I whisper as I nibble on her ear.

"Where have you got in mind?"

"Follow me" and I lead to the one place I know will crumble her defences a bit further, grabbing one more bottle of champagne as we head out.

We hit the elevator and we're there. Time is 3am in the morning and we've got the moon & stars for the roof, the atlantic ocean for walls and deck chairs for furniture.

I pop the bottle as she lights up a smoke.

"Just so you know, I'm not going to get with you"..

I cut her off...

" Our story just began querida so why skip the pages" I reply stroking her hair as I pass her a flute.

" I like that" she says sipping on her drink.

5 minutes later and a bit of conversation, we're kissing under the stars.

End of day 1.

O
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O on:The Introduction

"I'm going to miss you" she says as I stroke her hair while we watch the sun rise across the ocean to bask the keys.

4 days ago, she was sitting across me at the other end of the bar. Too pretty to be out on her own I thought to myself as I waited for some cuban girls I met the night out before.

Hi... I said with my eyes.

Hello.. her eyes whispered right back.

Before we could continue the "eyeversation" her friend arrived, another bombshell.

Oh my!!! And there I was pretty girls would be few and far in between on this trip.

Her friend hits the bar to buy a drink.

"Una botella de vino blanco por favor" she tells the bar man and walks away.

..My chance to get into the play.

Marcello put their drink on my tab but don't tell them where it came from I tell the man behind the bar.

.. Here's the gamble:
She'll wanna know where the drink came from and will pressure him into telling. I know It's gonna be extra points for me compared to if I went direct.

She's back and wants to pay and the play begins.

5 minutes later I get a tap.

S: "Hey thank you so much for the wine"

O: "What wine " I ask all shy.

S: He said you asked not to tell but we know it was you. I'm S and this is my friend A.

O: Nice to meet you I'm O.

S: Nice to meet you. We're from puerto Rico what about you?

O: I'm from Nigeria

S: Nice!!

3 bottles of wine later, with introductions over and the cubans much forgotten, we head off to the party on the 17th floor.

....And that, is where the real story begins.

TBC...

O
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O on:The Introduction

I'm going to miss you she says as I stroke her hair while we watch the sunrise across the ocean to bask the keys.
4 days ago, she was sitting right across me at the bar. Too pretty to be out on her own I thought to myself as I waited for the cuban girls I met the night before.

Hi I said with my eyes... Hello her eyes whispered right back. Before we could continue the "eyeversation" her friend arrived, another bombshell.

Oh my!!! And I thought pretty girls would be few and far in between on this trip.

her friend hits the bar to buy a drink.

"Una botella de vino blanco por favor" she tells the bar man and walks away.

..My chance to get into the play.

I tell the barman to put their drink on my bill and not tell them Where it came from.

.. Here's the gamble... She'll wanna know and pressure him into telling. It's 4 extra points for me compared to if I went all brash and paid for it.

She's back and wants to pay and the play begins.

5 minutes later I get a tap.
S: "Hey thank you so much for the wine"

O: "What wine " I ask all shy.

S: He said you asked not to tell but we know it was you. I'm S and this is my friend A.

O: Nice to meet you I'm O.

S: Nice to meet you. We're from puerto Rico what about you?

O: I'm from Nigeria

S: Nice!!

3 bottles of wine later, with introductions over and the cubans much forgotten,

....The real story begins.

TBC
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