Picture this, if you will. I was on a bus and there were three young Black women sitting next to me, talking. I didn’t know them and they didn’t k...ow me. They were just sitting there, talking among themselves. A White woman sat near them, and for some reason she felt the urge to say that the city of Ottawa looked better without so many minorities in it. I stared at her, stunned. Did the three young Black women sitting near the bigoted White woman say anything? Hell no! I looked the White woman. He had just hit a man he had shaken down for a hundred dollars. He had prejudiced the majority of building inspectors against them. Now, he had effectively assaulted the guy in front of witnesses. He dropped the board which bounced off Benny’s foot.Benny was ready to kill Mr. Martin. Tim, knowing Benny better than Benny knew himself, was well aware that the excrement was about to hit the rotary ventilation device.In a very calm and collected voice, he said, “Benny, my arm is broken. I need to. How can I get out of here?’“Just find another dance partner for me,” Danny said.“I can’t. Her mother and I twisted her arm to get her here. Her mother wants her to get over her shyness, and I need a dance partner for you. I already had her transferred out of her study hall.”“Sorry,” Danny said. “Joe Paterno said, ‘We shall act with good intentions, but at times we will be wrong. When we are, let us admit it and try to right the situation.’ It’s time for you to go right the situation.”“How?”“How. He was behind all the girls, taking turns in touching them intimately, feeling which one was receptive to fucking, as was the ritual, as I was taken by my husband, the Sheltie.Jenny approached me as I arrived outside the stable door, 'Dont waist any time, just go in and do it', she said, adding, 'Are you ready in your head'?I looking into her almond shaped eyes, she was clearly enraptured as were the rest, at what was about to transpire, 'Get your knickers off', she rasped, and get in there,.