Someone asked me the other day if I'd date a black girl. I have. I dated a girl named...wait for it...Priscilla. I know, but she was great fun to be with. She was totally black, not like Vanessa Williams or anything, but a really black/black girl. She was very thin and had the softest butt. I remember it was great sex, but the DANGER light was flashing. She was 37 and wanted a child really badly. I always wore a condom, otherwise I might be paying child support now.
Anyway, so I do have an experience to relate that happened about 3 years ago. I went on a date with a woman named Kirsten. She was very relaxed and easy to talk with. We met and went to a beachside restaurant where we had oysters and wine, everything was good. Except...
After a few minutes she started talking about her ex-husband who was black. I didn't care either way, but she went on and on and on about him. Oh, he suffered so much oppression, so much racism. I asked what he did for a living. She said he was a top executive with Total, the gas station/petroleum company.
It was a good lunch and she gave me a full-contact hug at the end of the date, but I was glad it ended right there. She did send me an email saying later that she was going through old photos of her and her husband, thinking about his cheating and abuse, wondering if she could ever be with him again. I just wished her luck and put a block on her email.
Anyway, so I do have an experience to relate that happened about 3 years ago. I went on a date with a woman named Kirsten. She was very relaxed and easy to talk with. We met and went to a beachside restaurant where we had oysters and wine, everything was good. Except...
After a few minutes she started talking about her ex-husband who was black. I didn't care either way, but she went on and on and on about him. Oh, he suffered so much oppression, so much racism. I asked what he did for a living. She said he was a top executive with Total, the gas station/petroleum company.
It was a good lunch and she gave me a full-contact hug at the end of the date, but I was glad it ended right there. She did send me an email saying later that she was going through old photos of her and her husband, thinking about his cheating and abuse, wondering if she could ever be with him again. I just wished her luck and put a block on her email.
