Cyberspace Vixen

You could say, Jamo was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. His parents owned and operated a car dealership for over 30 years in the Washington, D.C. community; they were approaching retirement age and grooming him, their only child, to take over the company.
Yet, he had other ideas and no interest in the business. When his parents left him in charge, he knew how to worm his way out of an assignment, by getting other employees to do his work. He was as slippery as a wet eel.
Jamo’s paternal grandparents, who were now deceased, had set up a trust fund, which he could not draw from until he was 26 years old. They believed at this age, their grandson would be more mature at managing and investing his money sensibly.
He did receive a small monthly allowance from his parents but figured that when he got all of his money from the trust, he would fly the coop, travel the world and live a jet set lifestyle. He had it all worked out and was slowly planning his departure.
For several years, Jamo had been attending college, but his major was a complete mystery to those who knew him.
He was attending college because his parents stipulated that in order to receive his monthly pocket money, he had to either work at the dealership full-time or attend college. He chose the latter.
However, his parents never gave him a timetable to obtain his degree; so, going to school became his vocation.
There were times when he would cut classes, get students to take notes or pay to have his assignments and term papers done. He was extremely good at manipulating people and talking his way out of any situation.
His mannerism and charm were his greatest assets.
Women would gravitate towards him like groupies encircling a pop star; they would do just about anything for and to him.
The talk around campus was that many women and a few good men would offer him money to spend the night with them, and some professors would give him a passing grade for courses, which he never completed or passed for a night of erotic indulgences.
Whether these rumors were true, no one really knew.
Others would just hang around him, because of the big windfall that was coming his way.
Frankly speaking, no one could have ever blamed these people for wanting to be into him. After all, he was drop-dead attractive, had the body of an Olympic runner and spent more time in the gym than he did in the lecture halls.
His sense of style was laid-back. With his long beautiful locs, he kept up with the latest fashion trends. No matter what he wore, heads would turn.

In three months, Jamo would reach 26. In the meantime, he started to go on-line to plan his journey but could not decide which country to visit first. He thought about going to St. Kitts, the birthplace of his grandparents who came to the United States in the 1940s.
When he was a little boy, they always talked about how beautiful and rich in history the island was, and that someday, he should go there to meet the other side of the family and maybe set up permanent roots.
His parents would travel back and forth to the island to check on their other businesses: A bread and breakfast inn and a high-end clothing store.
They were preparing to return there to live out their retirement years.
He quickly scratched that idea and wanted to get as far away from his parents as possible. This is not to say that he did not love or appreciate them, but his mother and father were always placing demands on him when it came to running and taking over the dealership. He tried to make it clear to them: He wanted no part of the business.
If left up to him, he would sell the dealership, but his parents would not hear of it and could not comprehend what he was trying to convey to them. All of the other workers at the company got the message about his lack of interest in the establishment. Why his parents could not recognize this was the sixty-four thousand dollar question.
He went back to surfing the Internet.
It was now summer break, and most of the women Jamo was seeing left town. Since he was not planning to return to college and was leaving D.C., he would never see any of his schoolmates or friends again. He was starting to feel restless and lonely.
After all, he was never without a female at his side. His cell phone had numbers of college women of every age, size, shape and color, and if he had the inclination, he could have started a dating, modeling, or an escorting service.
During the summer, Jamo had no choice but to work at the dealership full-time, but in two months, he would reach 26. For him, it would be goodbye car dealership, hello to all that money and a bright new future.
He continued to do as little work as possible. When his parents were not there, he would spend time on the Internet instead of attending to the customers.
While on-line, he checked out some of the dating sites and laughed at a few of the men’s profiles, because he never had to go on-line to find a woman. He was a suave and sophisticated young gent. All he had to do was stroll down the street, and women would approach him without any hesitation and believed he would have the same outcome in cyberspace.
Proving that he had the power to draw in women, he elected to place his profile on the site. After writing and perfecting his personal ad, he uploaded it along with a snapshot of himself.
His posting read as follows:

My name is Jamo, and I am single. As you can see from my picture, I am a handsome and well-groomed male. My aspiration is to meet a classy single female who enjoys going out and attending social functions. I attend a prominent university in Washington, D.C. and am currently working at my parents’ car dealership. My interests are traveling and meeting new people in far away places. In two months, I will turn 26, come into a large sum of money and plan to live abroad. If you would like to know more about me, send an e-mail along with your photo.
Jamo was quite proud of his ad and knew he would receive loads of responses.
“What woman in her right mind would not take immediate action to my personal ad?” He asked himself.
His photo alone was enough to make women, young and old, fall to their knees and be at his disposal.
Regrettably, his ego was about to get the best of him.
A cyberspace vixen was plotting to weave him into a web of lies and deception.
If Jamo thought he was the great manipulator, he was dead wrong.
He was about to meet his counterpart, and she would commit one of the most unspeakable acts that would make a man tough as nails breakdown and weep.
It had been a couple of weeks since Jamo was on-line. His parents had him coming and going at the company. Some of the salespeople were on vacation; so, he could not get out of doing any work. By the end of the day, he was exhausted.
He was counting the days to draw on his trust fund and leaving this humdrum way of life forever.
Jamo had taken a couple of days off from work. He told his parents he was not feeling well and could do some of the paper work from home. Of course, this was not true. He had other fish to fry and went on-line to check his e-mail.
There must have been over three hundred responses to his personal ad. He started to read some of the replies. Most of them went into the trash bin and others to the maybe folder, but one e-mail caught his attention, because it had an attached video.
When he downloaded the clip, it started to play:

Permit me to inform you of my desire to meet you. I came across your personal profile along with your stunning picture and started to have feelings, which I have never experienced in my life, and this is why I decided to get in touch with you. I cannot imagine how you must feel receiving my video from a far away place. My name is Malana; I am 24, 5’8” tall and single. I live in Benin and speak French and English. I received my Degree in Banking and Finance. I enjoy going out and meeting people of different cultures, have traveled extensively and plan to visit America shortly. My interests are reading, jogging, listening to music, cooking and going to museums and plays. I sense a strong connection to you and want to get to know you better. Please tell me more about yourself, your likes and dislikes, family, country, etc. I believe we can develop a connection that might direct us to be together. I wish to let you know that sincerity is very important to me, even though we might be thousands of miles away from each other. If you would like to know more about me, please contact me soon.