Excerpt of, "Monkey says cool breeze."

By Marlon Bute

"Boysie was known as the village hunter; anything you wanted you could depend on him to catch. That was how he made his living. Near 6ft tall, robust looking and chocolate brown in complexion - the progeny of a black father and a mulatto mother - Boysie's agility was legendary. It was on one of these hunts, that he came across Seetha, a girl who he had had his eyes on, for quite some time. like many of the guys in the area, he had heard that she was kind of wild, but he didn't put any truth to it, since he knew that her parents were disciplined and staunch Hindus,who, he was sure, would lead their daughter in the right direction.

On that evening, when the crickets were creaking and the bull frogs were croaking like never before, Boysie had actually been poised on a tree, his bow raised - he had made it himself from bamboo - and ready to pierce a large manicou, when he heard a sweet voice some distance away. Seetha, with a wash basin on her head, was singing, 'brown skin girl', as she negotiated the track out of the ravine, that led to the main road. Her dress - a bright yellow and red - was wet and clung to her copious body, revealing firm breasts and thighs that were curvaceous to perfection.

Forgetting about his prey, Boysie, a climber from birth, slid off the tree in a flash, as if it were his natural habitat and extended his large hand to Seetha. In it, was a succulent looking julie mango, that was as big as a ball - on his face was a humongous grin - exposing perfect white teeth...."