Chapter One - The Dawn - Three Years Before

There is no map to follow as you navigate life's paths. Sienta felt a rush of love as she looked at two friends. There were not sisters but nearer than any blood could make them. They were all set to leave college as they held high expectations of their bright futures with successful jobs to help them realise their dreams. They were known on campus as the Trio. Sienta was considered to be the 'spoilt one' as she was born with a gold spoon fixed in her mouth; the working-class Maxine had struggled to send herself to school and still had to go back to work as the cashier in the supermarket, but she still dreamed that she would make it big. Finally, there was the middle class queen, Deandra, who was unable to land her dream job despite her attempts of using the connections of family and close friends to find and land the perfect spot in a prestigious company.

Deandra had left college with no job prospects and she had feared that she would have to continue to live off the gratitude of her parents. However, Sienta smiled as she knew that the last interview that her friend went on was a light at the end of the tunnel and it made her happy knowing that she had a hand in getting her friend some well-deserved help.

Sienta looped her arms with her friends as they each excitedly threw their caps in the air. She knew that each woman must choose her own path through the maze of life using the skills that she had learned, earned, or was born with in order to achieve success.

Seinta Alexander had dreamed of a fairy tale wedding since she was 12 years old. Since she was an only child, all her fantasies had been fostered by her parents and materialised with opulence to match the socio and economic lifestyle afforded to upper St. Andrew and Kingston 21 address as she went to school during week in Cherry Gardens but spent her weekends in Miami.

Life for her was all about the hype and the parties that only those who were popular in the society attended and what designer fashion was being worn to the next party. She had a driver assigned to be at her behest and he doubled as her bodyguard her best ally.

At 21 years old, she had already seen the major sites around the world, but she found the inner city the most fascinating because it was so different from her world. Jason, her driver, was from Whitfield town and lived at 270 Fitzgerald Avenue all his life. He knew the inner city like the back of his hand and knew which session would have the leading dance hall artiste who would be in attendance and the latest dance moves would be on display.

The unpredictability of the inner city made Sienta's blood run hot with excitement. She craved the rush that was created when Jason was in his element and showed his ability to dance. He was 25 years old and had been driving for her for the past three years and had been her source of real excitement. He was electrifying when he was on the dance floor and the black belt that he had earned in Taekwondo made him sexy and quite dangerous. There was a dark side to him that she could not understand but the mystery and secrets made her body tingle with electricity. Her first marijuana cigarette was provided by Jason, as well as her first high on coke was administered by Jason. She loved the weed but hated the coke and she vowed never to try it again.

He was the keeper of her secrets. Her greatest secret was also her greatest adventure. She had experienced the beauty of being a woman at age19. She had told her parents that she was at a sleepover in Cherry Gardens, but she was really losing her virginity in the back seat of her daddy's luxury car on the road beside Hellshire beach.

Jason had to listen to her moans and groans as Maxwell performed his masterpiece with his brush on Sienta's pale canvas, her hazel eyes opened wide to match the shape of her mouth framed with thin lips as her hymen broke. The look on her face was burned into Jason's brain as he had a clear view in the rear-view mirror. Jason never took his eyes off her even as Maxwell familiarized himself with her lily-white body. He avidly licked, caressed and probed her body until she could not restrain the waves of pleasure that washed over her. The typhoon of pleasure washed away her inhibitions and only created the desire for more.

For a white girl, Jason thought she was sexy as she had the posterior of a black woman with the tall slim figure of her father. Jason had to clean up the car afterwards and paid for any of the medical expenses in the aftermath of Sienta's wild and crazy night. Sienta was spoilt to the core and everybody around her facilitated her wanton desires. He knew that their two worlds could never be aligned but he still had to do his duty as a driver and bodyguard and keep her secrets.

During the years of her attendance to university overseas, Jason had the chance to go back to school to improve himself. His job as the driver for the Alexander family had allowed him to meet the movers and shakers in the society and because of Sienta's rendezvous, he knew the secrets of their children. This information allowed him access to all the paid parties taking place in upper St. Andrew. Rubbing shoulders with the rich had benefits and he was able to use the language, talk the talk, but he knew his pocket could not match their spending power.

It was their ability to spend money that inspired Jason who was extremely smart, attending part time classes in business administration he became the link between the underbelly of the city and upper St. Andrew. He used his contacts to procure weed and harder drugs to build the vibe in the parties. Driver by day, student in the evenings and businessman at night facilitated Jason's financial development. He was determined to make something of himself with the foot hold he had gained within the social circles, even if it meant being the hired servant peddling his wares and making a sizeable income for himself so that one day, he too would be living uptown.

Sienta's return from university marked the turning point in his life. Jason was now educated and had managed to purchase a house in Portmore. She had matured and the girlish figure had blossomed into full womanhood. Her hair was no longer blonde, and it had just reached the crack in her ass. Her voice had changed, and she no longer sounded girlish and childish. He too had developed himself financially and personally by being a purveyor of entertainment and psychotropic sweets to the children of the rich and famous had created a nice foundation for him. He had earned the respect of the Alexanders and they too had hopes for him and gave him more responsibility with the management of their fleet of vehicles and their auxiliary staff. Time was truly the master but ambition the fuel that drove Jason.

Sienta had not seen him in two years, and she thought he looked so handsome and smart in the designer outfit. Tall, dark and handsome with an athletic build, he was buffed in all the right places, but she liked how pronounced the jeans showed his jewels. While at college she had her fill of male distractions, but they were just not hitting the right spot and only on the rock could she find the length and strength that she required. She had been admiring Jason's body for years, but he was the hired help, but damn who would know if she gave him a try she frequently thought. She knew that he watched her body and caught him looking from time to time in the mirror when she changed outfits in the back of the car.

Even though she had a master's in international business and law, Sienta was not expected to work a day in her life. Alexander women were expected to marry up in life and play their part by their husband's side and be involved in charities. Her mother had drilled that in her head every chance she got until it was coming out of her pores. There was talk around the house about a suitable candidate as her husband but, Sienta wanted to chart her own course and resented the thought of an arranged married. She wanted freedom and wanted to find love and live a life that made her happy.