"I was just thinking about having to drive home with all the crazies on the road tonight." Always watching out for my friends, that's me."Hmm, good po...int. Maybe we should just ask them to stay over." The expression on my face had Beth giggling all the way downstairs.We sat around, talked and watched a movie and then it was time for the celebration. We watched the ball drop in New York, sang Auld Lang Syne and spent some time guessing what the new year would be like.About one-thirty Greg stood. As a Haitian guy raised in the U.S. I thought I had seen it all. Then I came to Ottawa. A city which I am still trying to understand. Canadians are more complicated and less benign than us Americans give them credit for. I’ve run into a lot of subtle and not so subtle racism in the city of Ottawa. And not all of it came from ‘mainstream Canadians’ as I call Canadians of European descent. A lot of the local immigrant groups don’t get along with each other. And nowhere is that more evident than. When I opened them, I noticed that Axel was kneeling next to me. He glanced at me and smiled. I smiled in return, but said nothing. I wondered what he wanted. Gently, he leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on my cheek. I simply knelt there, unsure how to respond, but eventually I smiled. He stood up and walked away. I continued to pray, but homosexual thoughts invaded my head that I could not control. I heard a voice: “David!” It was Maria. She had seen Axel and me. Following. Right.He began to wriggle around and that's when he began to notice. The large arms adorned in fur were wrapped around him, his backside was tucked against the wolf, and he felt something odd on his back.Yet despite this, he didn't feel embarresed, he felt.. right. So he closed his eyes yet again and curled up closer against the wolf. More time passed as he just sat against his large form, his warm fur holding him dearly, nearly dream-like.The wolf began to open his eyes, almost instantly.