I open my mouth to scream but he’s faster he puts a large hand over my mouth and I can feel the hard skin on my soft lips and the smell of nicotine ...n his fingers he pulls me to him and holds me to him with an arm around my back I struggle but he’s too strong and holds me easily a mocking smile on his lips he looks into my eyes with dark blue piercing soulless eyes and says “shh I don’t want to hurt you but I will if I have to” I stop my struggle his eyes seem to see into my soul he sees my. He then began to dig a grave with the shovel.Astonished, I got back into bed.My wife said, "Darling, you're shaking, what is it?" You'll never believe what I've just seen!" I said, "That tosser next door has still got my bloody shovel."A man is seeking to join the Vancouver Police force. The Sergeant doing the interview says:"Your qualifications all look good, but there is an attitude suitability test that you must take before you can be accepted." Then, sliding a pistol and a box of ammo. “I like to keep in shape,” I told him and he took that as an invitation to say I was in “perfect shape.” Smiling, I thanked him and we spent the next fifteen minutes making fun of the other people in the room. I grew to like him enough to say, “Can I ask you a personal question?”“Anything,” he said.“Don't get mad but I really have to know — are you hung like a bull or something? Your sweats always have that bulge.”Ray laughed and said, “Yeah, I’m sorry, there's not much I can do to cover that. Like so many she moved to the city soon after high school with a girlfriend to find employment and ‘just maybe’ be discovered for acting on Broadway. She was the perfect daughter in a perfect middle class family. She had earned all ‘A’s’ and been the star in all her high school plays. Now, she is beautiful, shy, very courteous, is talented, is an excellent secretary, is struggling to survive and is depressed. Three times ‘wonderful,’ insightful men identified her naiveté and lack of defenses.