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Here now is the first installment in the promised series. This project consists of Twenty-eight pages, and 48,000 words, (approx.) by the time we are done with this current series, we would have sampled excerpts from each chapter in this book. Come along with us, bookmark these pages, subscribe to get notified on each post and don’t forget to tell a friend about this.
Here is the first installment in the series, an excerpt from chapter one of the book: How to train a wild puppy dog named, Manley.
Introduction
How to train a wild puppy dog named, Manley is a coming of age Jamaican love story – Yardie-style. Libby Dahoust, is a spectacularly beautiful girl of East Indian origin and a med student at McGill University. And Manley, Manley Jaxtan Woodhardt is an overexposed, oversexed Jamaican-born divorcee, on the rebound. Their background dictates that they should take diametrically opposite paths to life in general, and to love in particular. However, when both their paths crossed, on route to higher learning, sparks began to fly, hearts got tangled up in the mix and a rocky road seemed the only way forward.
Chapter 1: Catch a sneaky, peaky puppy dog in action
So, my physician was right, the goodly doctor had diagnosed that I had a severe case of the swelling skin syndrome, and then he prescribed for me, or he at least suggested some random remedies which included me jumping off of, or into the deep end of something, what it was I can’t quite remember. I think it was into the deep end of some ice cold water or something like that. I particularly liked the “deep” part of the whole thing though, if nothing else. I think I'm beginning to like my mother's side of the family just a little too much for my own good.
Monday, August 6th, 2012. Downtown Montreal Quebec. Still got me twenty minutes to go before I get done with this job and be moving on to the next. She needs to get her welding done, and I? I have been putting off the oil change thing for way too long too, even a rickety old car needs its regular oil change. Right?
So there I was, still reeling from the loss of my marriage to Aylene, and flogging myself black and blue for having gone so badly off track in that arena. Life had suddenly begun to shine a light of hope in my direction again. My business was taking off, and I was, like, doing okay at the self-improvement thing one might say. But old habits die hard, so there I was, back down the road which leads right back to the lifestyle of my teenage past. I was back to my old ways, back to my old puppy dog ways, messing around with a girl I didn't know that well, didn't really like, and sure as hell, didn't want. But she did have something that I really wanted back then, and badly so.
On the way there, I stopped at the Caribbean Kitchen restaurant to grab myself a bite to eat, got to get her something special too, I knew she likes Rotti, so I picked up two, one for her, the other for me, I also grabbed two drinks, a soft one and a hard one. The soft was for her, the hard one for me, one can't have Rotti without something cool and refreshing to go down with it. Can he? Something to wash it down. I needed something long and strong. Actually, she needed the something long, that’s why I was going there, I needed the strong one, the drink that is. It was a rather hard day at work that particular day but whenever she calls, I run to her. She had said that she was bored, which is always a code word for me to get there and get there fast. “I've got the excitement which you need.” I'd said in response, and I am coming to you babe, with wings on my feet.
She, (Mira) was at work if one can call that sort of thing work, she was babysitting the kid, right at that moment when she called me, she was damn near asleep too lying there on the couch. The baby was sleeping alright, and she, she was lying there alongside the baby half asleep herself. Some kind of work that was. She did wake up well enough to open up the door and let me in when I got there, was mighty happy to have the Rotti and drink too, all of the red-eyed sleepy-look, quickly dissipated into a wide awake and alert Ms. Mira, name-calling me: sweetheart, darling baby. "My" sweetheart, my darling baby.
Even if it's only in her delusional, demented way of thinking. If in the process of doing all that, it gets me what I want? I can be anything.
Meanwhile, I was quick in getting in and out of the shower, I had was to go and freshen myself up after the hard day at work, before moving on to the next stage.
She was slightly hunched over the wash basin in the bathroom as I stepped out of the shower, she was brushing her teeth, I walked up behind her and kissed her neck, her plaited dirty brown hair was tied up in a ponytail there, of course, it was her hair. She bought it so it was hers. Right?
My ready willing hand reached down and around the waist, sliding smoothly over her silky smooth chocolate brown skin and then back up to cup the plumb, warm begging mammary bulbs, caressing them with even purposeful strokes. Man, what a lushus load, if I love them? Course I do. To be continued.
That’s it for today, my friends, come again tomorrow for another episode in this series. Don’t forget to subscribe and share.
Extra, extra, On this day in history
Monday 21st
2003 - It was announced by the U.S. Census Bureau that estimates showed that the Hispanic population had passed the black population for the first time.
2002 - In London, a 17th-century book by Capt. John Smith, the founder of the English settlement at Jamestown, was sold at auction for $48,800. "The General History of Virginia, New England and the Summer Isles" was published in 1632.
1998 - A former White House intern said on tape that she had an affair with U.S. President Clinton. Remember her?
1994 - A jury in Manassas, VA, acquitted Lorena Bobbitt by reason of temporary insanity of maliciously wounding (severing his penis) her husband John. She accused him of sexually assaulting her. Remember her?
1900 - Canadian troops set sail to fight in South Africa. The Boers had attacked Ladysmith on January 8, 1900.
1846 - The first issue of the "Daily News," edited by Charles Dickens, was published.
1789 - W.H. Brown's "Power of Sympathy" was published. It was the first American novel to be published. The novel is also known as the "Triumph of Nature Founded in Truth".
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