Another day, another dollar. Isn't that what they say? Stephen here. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the region of Ontario, Canada. You may address me by my proper title. For I am The Hijab Hunter. It's Friday morning and I just called the Royal Bank of Canada's automated information system to find out how much I've got. Thirteen hundred and eighty six dollars, plus seventy five cents. My net pay. That's only eleven hundred and seventy eight dollars after taxes. Two weeks worth of pay for a techie working in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. It's not much but fuck it, it's Friday afternoon and I'm going to have me some fun. I'm almost done with my payments for the September 2012 semester at the local University. Yeah, I decided to go back to school to get my Master's degree in Business Administration. Doing contract work as a technician was fine and good, but I want more out of life.
I've gone through a lot lately, no lie. The kind of things that make a man look at his own life and wonder what the fuck he's doing, you know? Now, for the past few months, I've been scouring the province of Ontario, looking for the hardest kind of pussy for a player to get. Muslim pussy. As an atheist man who grew up in a Christian household, they're unavailable to me. And for that reason, they fascinate me. So far I've had some dirty fun with a big-booty Somali chick and a Muslim lady from the Republic of Lebanon. Had I known that Lebanese women were that fine, I would have tried one a long time ago. Yeah, I'm having fun. A lot of guys who aren't Muslim are secretly fascinated with conservatively dressed Muslim ladies because they seem untouchable to us. Muslim men are bored with them so they date hot western chicks in short skirts with loose morals because they want to get their freak on.
Just like a lot of Black females now date men of other races because they're tired of seeing Black guys having fun with White women, a lot of Muslim women are starting to date men who aren't Muslim. And I honestly can't blame them. Still, I never set out to date a Muslim chick, though. For real. It doesn't matter what kind of woman you're dating, her religion, her race or whatever. Women are trouble, man. However, as men, we are drawn to them. We can't help it. How else would you explain a player of my caliber risking my life by getting attached to a Saudi chick named Shada Salman. I met her a couple of weeks ago at this bus stop in the Vanier sector of metropolitan Ottawa on a rainy day. She's something else, man. Fine-looking, yes, but also quite....I don't know. I'm not a poet or anything along those lines. Shada Salman is quite a lady, let me put it this way. When I met her, neither of us were having the best of days. And now, we're, um, sort of seeing each other.
Right now, I'm sitting inside the Blair Shopping Center's food court, and it's four thirty in the afternoon. It's a really hot day in the City of Ottawa today. They even opened Mooney's Bay beach. I'm not worried about the summer heat, though. I stay in the Saint Laurent area, and it's not far from Blair. Just two stops away. I showered, brushed my teeth, and splashed on enough Cologne to drown in. I put on a bright blue silk shirt, Black silk pants and Black Timberland shoes. In my pocket I've got my Blackberry, a small portable charger, and a stack of gum. Going to meet a lady, you know, so got to have fresh breath. You never know what might happen. I'm sitting in the food court, watching people go by. Tall White guy with a short, very dark-skinned Black chick. Chubby Asian woman with a short, red-haired White guy. Tall, muscular and tattooed Black man walking with tall blonde-haired White chick. They look like a couple of bikers. Arab guy walking around with short brown-haired White chick. Hmmm. You don't see Arab guys with brunettes too often. They seem to almost universally prefer blondes, when they're dating western women. Go figure.
