"Black women need BBC too," Madeleine Joseph said to herself, and the six-foot-tall, curvy, dark-skinned, forty-something Haitian Canadian woman began to plot in order to make her dreams come true. The City of Montreal, Quebec, is full of handsome young Black men and they must be convinced to stop chasing White chicks and start sticking their dicks where they belong...between the legs of willing Black women. Black women of a certain age have sexual needs and younger Black men need to take care of business. Madeleine most definitely has her work cut out for her...
"We can definitely make this happen," said Madeleine's good friend, a tall, slender yet curvy, brown-skinned Somali Muslim woman named Fadumo Alwan. Fadumo Alwan and Madeleine Joseph met while working at the Government of Quebec's bilingual call center, located in a nondescript building in Montreal-Nord. The two women have been good friends for a number of years. Madeleine is divorced, and has an adult son and adult daughter, Jeffrey and Nicole, who live in the City of Toronto, Ontario. As for Fadumo, the Somali gal is also divorced, and her adult daughter Asma recently moved to Vancouver for university studies.
"Let's go hunting," Madeleine said to Fadumo, and the two lovely Black MILFs put on their finest clothes, and went to hunt. They went to the Eaton Center, one of the City of Montreal's biggest shopping centers, and began to hunt. A lot of Black men don't realize that instead of men hunting women, women actually hunt men. If a bunch of women were following a group of men around, the fellas might not even notice or feel threatened by it. Women hunt men and then allow men to come to them if they're interested. They place themselves in the vicinity of that which interests them. That's how the game is played...
Jackson Pierrot, a big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent, sat in the food court of the Eaton Center, feeling bored. The brother was in his third semester at the University of Montreal, and so far, the place was a little underwhelming. The City of Montreal is quite diverse, but there are some unwritten rules about things are done. Jackson has encountered a lot of cool people on and off campus, but he's also experienced his fair share of racism. It seems to come with the territory for young Black men with ambition operating in lily-White environments. Jackson checked his phone, wondering where his buddy Bilal Jama was. The Somali cat is always running late, for real.
"Hello ladies," Jackson said to two young Black women who walked by with their shopping bags laden with goods. The two young Black women looked at Jackson and ignored him. Shrugging, Jackson sipped his Pepsi and continued to wait for his buddy. The two Black female shoppers demeanor didn't surprise Jackson in the least. A lot of the young Black women on campus have an attitude whenever Jackson tries to holler. The same young Black women are all smiles when some White guy tries to holler at them. Can a Black man get some love in Montreal? Jackson was starting to wish he were in the City of Toronto. Hell yeah, the City of Toronto is the Black Mecca of Canada.
"What's up brother?" Bilal Jama said as he appeared, and Jackson grinned and got up to greet his buddy. The two young Black men exchanged a brotherly hug and then sat down. Jackson went to get a Pepsi for Bilal, and then they sat down and had themselves a chat. Bilal and Jackson met while taking the same sociology class at the University of Montreal. They were the only Black male students in a classroom of about twenty five people, including eight Black women. The instructor, an old Quebecer named Latreille, made it clear he didn't like Bilal or Jackson from the get go. The two young Black men were glad when they passed the class at the end of the course. Seriously, the University of Montreal can be hostile to a brother...
