JOE Grind: The life of a Jamaican Bunna Man- Chapter 1
THAT NAUGHTY FAMILY FRIEND M y first sexual encounter can be considered as a dream opportunity for most boys my age at th at time. After being enrolled in one of the most prestigious institutions in the Western Hemisphere, the matter of losing my virginity was not “if”, but when. I can still remember the night as clear as day. My twelve-year-old mind could not possibly fathom that that day I would’ve been lucky , despite all the blatant hints the sexpert w as sending my way. The hints started earlier in the day after I got home from school. For the purpose of confidentiality, let’s call the sexpert Lucinda. Lucinda was exhibiting one of her many talents apparently, as she was grooming my younger sister’s hair, while I innocently went and poach ed in on her leg. “You have something going on in your pants deh,” Lucinda exclaimed. Contrary to popular belief, this was not my childhood innocence not understanding the statement, but my childhood innocence making me too shy to respond. A