I cannot thank my editor DrBisensual enough. Without her encouragement I would not be submitting this work. I made a lot of mistakes and I may have run her teacher's pen out of red ink. I do not condone the building or use of devices described in this story. Use of any electricity on a person can cause mental or physical problems. The hazards described are...
Decision "So we didn't say anything more. We got back to his house, and I didn't really say goodbye or anything. I just kept on walking up to where I'd left my car and drove away." Melissa looked up from her unfinished bottle of beer, which had grown warm while she told Malcolm about her day with Erik. Shame and sadness tempered her voice. She did feel a li...
Spray from the bow hit Ryan's face as he drove his new Chris Craft motor yacht through a wave. He tilted his head back and yelled feeling in tune with the power of the speedboat. He ran an import-export business, "Petite Tête Imports" trinkets from Algiers, oddities from the Congo and the average European goods. Until recently it was hanging on the brink of...
IXThe Good SeedGabrielle2039 Farming is a business like any other. It may also be a vocation, a life-style choice or even one of the few remaining outdoor occupations, but the one thing Gabrielle knew for sure was that farming is a business. Although she had sympathies with the principles of organic farming and rather distrusted Genetic Modification, what...
Man, I'm not sure when my attraction to them Quebec women began but I'm thankful for it. My name is Steve Beauchamp. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Nepean, Province of Ontario. In 2007 I moved to Ontario from my native City of Cap-Haitien in the Republic of Haiti. I had just graduated from College Notre Dame Du Perpet...
The black SUV had been following me for almost a mile. Just lurking a few hundred feet behind me, driving slowly in the misty light of dusk. I looked around the empty park I was running by, realizing no one was out. I'd left my cell phone in my car, and panic was beginning to set in. Suddenly the car began gaining speed, and I pushed myself harder, trying my...
For Lian. 'It is not enough that I succeed, everyone else must fail.' Genghis Khan. 'Be the change you want to see in the world.' Gandhi. ****** Cool air. He smelt damp and old stone, a little musty. Beneath it, fainter, the resinous smell of wood. "You alright, Jayden?" Gentle Irish lilt. "Yes, Father." He swallowed, nodded briefly, Father O'Connell...
It was late and now I was pissed off, very pissed off. This bloody hopeless public servant needs to get a real job. The email came through at the last minute, totally moving the goal posts and now we'd need to rewrite the whole report, all 137 pages. The Report was due at the Department of Infrastructure in 48 hours. I'll need to burn the candle at both end...
My name is Sean Des-Pres. I'm a young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. Two years ago I graduated from the Police Foundations Program at Algonquin College. These days, I'm a fourth-year Criminology student at Carleton University. It's been a tough year so far. The first breath of the year 2012 has been bitterly c...
Every time I see her, my heart skips a beat. Here she comes again. The six-foot-tall, gorgeous young Black woman with the dreadlocks and mesmerizing smile. Today she's wearing a blue sweatshirt with the words Carleton University Ravens scrawled all over it, along with bright red sweatpants and Black leather boots. The gal looks like she just left her dorm bu...