The first scenario is a catch 22 that happens in hoods all over the country. Now, the youth leagues that I officiate have diverse backgrounds. Some are straight hood and some are from middle class areas. One of the things we always see with some of the hood teams is that there is a fairly large number of the coaches that are dope boys coaching the teams.

The reason this is a catch 22 is that if these guys are not coaching the teams, there may not be anyone else that will step up to take the time and at least attempt to coach these kids. So, I have always given kudos to men that take the time out of their life to help and teach another person’s child all that goes with coaching which includes sportsmanship and some of life’s other lessons.

My problem is relatively obvious and that is, we have dope boys teaching and coaching our kids. Lets keep this honest, a child will sometimes confide in their coach before a parent. Kids look up to their coaches as role models. Sometimes and I have seen this frequently, coaches become kids second or in bad situations first parent. With this being the case, is it good that these guys are taking the time to coach our kids or would it be better if they didn’t? Secondly, if you are a parent and you had a suspicion that your child’s coach was into some sort of illegal activity would you pull him from the team? Even if it looks like he is teaching your child the game and sportsmanship correctly. Now, I know the average mom from a regular neighborhood will probably say she would pull her child, but what if you are a mom in the hood and it’s either your child play for this coach or maybe not play at all.

My personal opinion is that I think if there was a better option for a coach that it probably would be one. But, I don’t know that 100%. My biggest issue with the dope boys is that from my years of experience as a coach and official that these cats tend to like to bet on their teams. Meaning that they have these bets with other coaches or other dope boys from rival teams that they are betting on these youth football games. I think that is an incredibly bad thing. What happens is that the coach starts coaching strictly to win the bet at all cost. Good sportsmanship and correct coaching goes out the window. As an official I have stopped games that have been blowouts cause one of the dope boy coaches is trying to run up the score just to prove he can do it or to cover his bet. The coach will usually be a little mad, but when I tell them that we are going to have good sportsmanship on my field they will ultimately come and apologize and agree with my decision.

Now the other coaching question that has come up just recently happen. There was a gentleman as one of the coaches of a team that was very clearly gay. This coach was white coaching an inner city team. Which is something you see all the time. But, the fact that he was somewhat flaming caught me off guard. Now he wasn’t out there twisting or being over the top, but it was clear he was feminine. Please understand this before I continue. I am not in anyway suggesting that this gentleman was doing or even thought about doing anything negative to these kids. That is not my concern at all and is not the road I am going down. In that case 1 + 1 does not equal 2. I also do NOT think he is teaching the kids about his lifestyle or trying to recruit them.

My question is, as a parent, would you want what appears to be an openly gay feminine man coaching your son football?

My personal opinion is that I would not want a gay coach teaching my son football. I would however, be ok with an openly gay man teaching my son in regular school.

On a closing note, to clarify why I can have an opinion on this subject; even though I do not have children I have given my time back to the community as a little league baseball coach and a youth football coach. So, I am not someone just sitting on the sidelines talking. Also as an official I make sure I set a good example on the field and I let the guys know that I expect good sportsmanship on my field at all times. I will sit a kid down in a minute for cussing or using the word nigga on my field. I have also been a big brother and mentor at different times of my life.

That reminds me of a quick side story that happened last football season. I was officiating a game that had a team from the hood playing and it was there 14 and under team playing. The 14 and under team in youth football is considered the big boys because at this point a kid can play middle school ball or even Junior Varsity, so these kids are the oldest and biggest out at the parks.

The coach of this particular team is cussing because his team is playing poorly. I throw a flag on the coach and give him an unsportsmanship sideline warning. The coach is asking me what the flag is for and I tell him it was for his language on the sideline. Do you know this coach had the nerve to tell me that his kids cuss as much as him so it was ok. This dude just didn’t get it. Which goes back to who we have coaching our kids should be a concern for our parents. Just because someone is gracious enough to give their time to coach does not mean that you should settle for this person to be the coach of your child.

Anyway, onto the crazy part. We met Thursday night. We hang out for dinner and a movie on Sunday. Everything went well, we laughed a lot and cuddled a little so a good first date. Her kids are with their dad on Monday’s so we decided to have drinks and relax at her house Monday night. All that day on Monday we are texting each other and have some fun exchanges via texts.

I get to her house that night and we have a couple of drinks get to know each other better and relax. The previous night I had put my hand on the back of her neck and she was very tense, so I told her I would give her a massage. That was before we decided to meet the next night, but I came prepared to work on her. She wanted to have her massage in her bedroom. So we get to her bed room and she jumps on the bed and lays on her stomach. I try to work on her back and neck, but she had on a shirt that was getting in the way, not to mention her bra. So, I tell her to take it off and she hesitated, but obliged me. Now she is topless on the bed laying face down and all she has on is these tight ass boy shorts on. She was a little shorty about 5′1″ but had some track like legs that I was loving.

I end up giving her a nice strong massage to the point where she starts nodding bit, which was ok with me. After I work her neck and back real well I started massaging her legs all the way to her toes. I massage the back of her legs and her feet, then I tell her to flip over. She flips over and seemed to not care that she was topless at this point which let me know she was finally really relaxed. We had some nice kisses before we had made it to her bedroom, so before I started massaging her legs again I gave her a nice long kiss. Did I mention she had some sexy lips. After a nice passionate kiss I start massaging her legs again, but this time I start massaging closer to the kitty because she had on these tiny ass boy shorts on. After awhile I just couldn’t take it anymore and I pulled her boy shorts off and also pulled her to the edge of the bed. I started sucking on her toes and eased my way to her pretty pussy.

The kitty had a great taste and I was enjoying it until she came the second time. Then for a reason I do not know, I started feeling guilty and backed off. Obviously at this point we could have easily fucked, but I intentionally didn’t bring any condoms because I didn’t want to get caught up in a situation where it may have felt or seemed like I was doing her in a vulnerable position just coming out of a divorce and we had just met. She asked me why I stopped and she was reluctant initially but she agreed with me that we should stop. Now at that time I was ready to leave, because I am not sure if I am going to stop myself a second time. But, she literally begs me to stay with her the night. I told her that I would stay until 5 Am or so, so I could get the hell from where she was before the Atlanta traffic got ridiculous. As I mentioned it was almost an hour with no traffic, it would have been a minimum of an hour and a half but probably close to two hours if I had waited too long.

Anyway, I sleep lightly for a couple of hours and then get my clothes on while she is still sleep. I wake her up and tell her that I am about to leave and she kisses me bye and tells me to lock the front door, which I do and leave.

That day was a busy day for me so all of the texting that went on the first day didn’t happen on my end. She texted me a couple of times and I responded when I could. Now remind you, I did respond, it just wasn’t a constant back and forth like the previous day. I probably got a chance to send her about 3 texts during the day. Well about 7 that night I get a text from her saying that I was wrong for playing games with her. I am like WTF? So, I ask her to explain what she was talking about. She explains to me that because I did not text her as much as I did the previous day that I was playing around with her feelings.

Now this really pissed your boy off cause she seemed like a cool chic and I was really trying to figure out a way to work her in even though she lived far away and had 3 kids etc etc. Not to mention in my mind I am wondering how in the hell she would have acted if we had actually fucked the night before. I make sure that I clarify with her why she was mad and she repeated that I was playing with her feelings. I make sure that she had received the text messages that I did send to her. She replied that she had received them. Now on top of this in one of my text I tell her that I am a bit busy today and can’t respond until later. So, in no way or fashion did I ignore her.

Our phone conversation starts to go in circles a bit, so I tell her she needs to really understand what she is doing, because I am thinking she is acting irrationally. Now I tried not to say to her she was acting crazy, but she picked up what I was saying so that made the situation worse. To keep it from going completely down the toilet, I tell her that we should just take a day or two and revisit the situation later. We get off the phone with each other and I don’ call her for a full week. When I do call her back, we have some small talk to catch up, then I ask her if she had thought about what had happened. She said she had, but felt that she had the same feelings as before. To top it off she said that she didn’t appreciate that I said that she was acting crazy. I again try to diffuse the situation and say that I didn’t call her crazy I just felt she was being a little irrational. She is like I know what the hell you said and I don’t appreciate it.

At this point this shit is a no win situation, so I tell her it was nice meeting her, but it was no need for us to talk again. Then I said, if we want to say hello and be cordial I am cool with that, but besides that you don’t have to worry about me calling you again. She is like well you don’t have to be cordial to me. I said to her, if that’s the way you want it fine. I don’t think you are a bad person, good luck to you and have a good life. Bye.

Now this woman was a cool chic, but she had been married to this guy for several years and he was really her main guy as an adult. I think they had been married 8 years with 3 kids and she was 29. I truly wish her luck, because with 3 kids it’s going to be tough for her to date seriously. It may not be like that, but I think in general terms it will. She is at a bad disadvantage because of her perception of the dating world. I think her ass is in for a rude awakening.

She not crazy, she is just a little irrational. lmao

I picked her up and we went to a lil neighborhood bar where my cousin and a female he was dealing with met us. We are sitting at the bar having drinks flirting and enjoy a nice vibe. Since we had company I didn’t want to put her business in the street, so I started writing down sexual questions on a napkin to see what she was or wasn’t into. For the most part it was what I expected, she was cool with regular day to day sex, which is cool, but I didn’t get a feeling that it would be any spectacular FGM moments going down in our future. lol Now that is not saying I didn’t think she was feeling me or that we wouldn’t have some adult fun. I just knew it wouldn’t be anything really over the top.

We end up going over to my cousin’s house and playing cards. I think it ended up being guys vs girls. We implemented a loser has to take shots rule. Now, when we play we are still drinking anyway and taking shots so the loser shots are just extra. We get through the first game and the ladies lose so they have to take shots. The Youngin wasn’t much of a drinker, so I knew a shot on top of the drink we had earlier would put her in a good place.

We are playing our second hand talking shit across the table to each other when I stop and go to the bathroom. As I am zipping up and washing my hands there is a knock on the door. I am like hold on, coming out in a sec. I open the door about to walk out and it’s Youngin at the door talking about she was looking for her shades. Immediately I am like bullshit and grab her, pull her in the bathroom and close the door. We started kissing and I let my hands wander over her body. I first started squeezing her breast and as we started getting more intense with the kissing. I grabbed her hand and put it on my very hard dick. Then I reached and started rubbing on her pussy through her jeans.

We stopped kissing and I unzip her jeans to discover her ass didn’t have on any panties which got me even more excited. Her pussy was nicely trimmed and she had a nice little clit sticking out. I started rubbing her pussy with my fingers and she was so damn wet. I slid two fingers inside her and began kissing her again. I stopped and sat her on top of the sink. It was sink with a cabinet bottom to it so it was sturdy. I slid her back on it and pulled her jeans all the way off. I bent down and started eating her pussy. Her pussy was very tasty. I stop after a few minutes and reach in my pocket to put on a condom, as I am putting on the condom my cousin’s friend starts knocking on the door telling us to come on. Oh how the time had passed. lol I tell her we were coming, but we were trying to find her shades. lmao

At that point I had already opened the condom and had it half way on, so I put it on and started to get inside her while she was still on the sink. The sink was kind recessed back into a little corner so it was a little hard to get in a good position so, I pulled her down and bent her over. As I bent her over I pulled her bra up over her breast and exposed a real nice set of D cups. As I started getting into a nice grove my cousin’s girl starts yelling again from upstairs. So I stop and we put our clothes on and wash up a bit then head back upstairs.

While we were gone, my cousin had run upstairs and gotten this remote control venus butterfly and made ole girl put in on while we were at the table. For those that don’t know the venus butterfly is this vibrator that a woman actually wears and the vibrating part is suppose to sit on the woman’s clit. The fun part of this one is that it had a wireless remote control, so my cousin could control the speed of it while sitting in his chair. I think we may have gotten two hands in before ole girl was like, yall gotta go. lmao Now normally I would have clowned her and been like this is family we not going no where. But, she knew that we had been playing in the bathroom and we knew my cousin was wearing her ass out with the venus butterfly.

We gladly head out cause we couldn’t concentrate anymore than she could. We may have stayed but she lived only 10 mins away so we got on the road. We get in the car and are driving, luckily not having to get on the hwy cause I had consumed a number of shots and a couple of drinks. I wasn’t sloppy or anything like that, but was feeling real good. As we are heading towards her house, I tell her how I liked that she didn’t have on any panties. I told her to unzip her jeans and to play with her pussy while I was driving. She did so without any hesitation. I tried to watch her, but it was hard trying to watch the road to, so I push her hands away and started playing with her pussy myself. She was moaning so nicely, I wanted her to cum before we got to her place, but I couldn’t get her over the edge. She came close twice, but no cigar.

We get into her apartment and I need to go to the bathroom bad. All the drinking had caught up to me. She was like, no something is wrong with the bathroom. This kills the mood a bit cause I really needed to go, but at the same time I am like damn, this chic has a nasty bathroom. Anyway we move on and get naked in her living room and started going back at it on her couch. We are both buzzing and enjoying the moment doing some real heavy kissing and I started sucking and kissing her neck. I then lay her on her back and start eating her pussy. She finally cums for me while I am eating her pussy and I wanted to get another one out of her that way, but she started begging me to fuck her.

I grab my last condom out of my shorts and ask her to suck my dick before I put it on. So I sit down on the couch and lay back and she did a nice job giving me head. I actually wished the lights were on so I could see her pretty ass lips wrapped around my dick as she sucked it. After she got me nice and hard I put on the condom and told her to come ride me. She got on top and I started kissing her while she grinded me with my dick inside her. We were kissing as she went up and down and I had her ass gripped with both of my hands guiding her pussy as she came down. We stopped kissing briefly and I started sucking on her breast as she rode me.

We got into a real nice grove while she was riding me. It was feeling real good on my dick and I was going real deep inside her. She started asking me to fuck her from behind. No, let me correct that, she said she wanted me to bang the shit out of her from behind. lmao I was like, listen to Youngin asking to get the dick right. Now, getting it from behind is one of my favorite positions, but I noticed as she was riding me that the liquor was really catching up to me and I was damn near drunk. I started feeling it in my stomach and I told her to just keep riding me. I didn’t have the bubble stomach or anything it was more of a alcohol tummy ache. Needless to say, I kept encouraging her to ride me harder which made us both end up working up a sweat.

She asked me about two more times to do her from the back and I had to tell her it wasn’t going to happen. If I had gotten up and made an attempt to fuck her it was going to make my stomach hurt more. Being able to lay on my back with her riding, was saving me at that time. I had to tell her that the alcohol had caught up with me, but she was still riding me at the time. After she realized I wouldn’t be banging her from the back we got into a good rhythm of her riding me. I was hoping the longer she rode me that maybe my stomach discomfort would pass, but it wasn’t going down. After a nice long build up I told her to slid off of me because I was about to cum. I really wanted to cum on those pretty lips, but she wasn’t into it. She did end up jacking me off on her pretty ass titties. I did give her a pretty cum shot with lots of cum. It was a great release, but after I came I didn’t want to move. In fact, I slid on to the carpet and just laid there why she went and got a wash cloth to wipe us off.

We laid there another 20 mins or so and I told her that I really wanted to hit it from the back and promised to do so the next time. Then I left as I still had to pee real bad. If her bathroom had been decent I would have stayed long enough to take a lil nap to get energy for round two, but no dice.

We talked a few more times and was suppose to get back together, but her age kept making me have second thoughts. On the surface it was ok, but the conversation had no substance. So we ended up fading out before we had a second chance to make sparks. In the back of my mind I want to really see what she can take from behind, but then I ask if it’s worth the potential hazzle. I admittedly shot her an email a week ago just to say hello and to check on her. I told her I had been in her area, but didn’t have her number. She told me I should have dropped by. Who knows there may be a second Youngin entry yet. I do keep having flash backs of her sexy lips and how wet her pussy got, we shall see.

Joke 1
TWO OLD MEN DECIDE THEY ARE CLOSE TO THEIR LAST DAYS AND DECIDE TO HAVE A LAST NIGHT ON THE TOWN. AFTER A FEW DRINKS, THEY END UP AT THE LOCAL BROTHEL.

THE MADAM TAKES ONE LOOK AT THE TWO OLD GEEZERS AND WHISPERS TO HER MANAGER,
‘GO UP TO THE FIRST TWO BEDROOMS AND PUT AN INFLATED DOLL IN EACH BED.

THESE TWO ARE SO OLD AND DRUNK, I’M NOT WASTING TWO OF MY GIRLS ON THEM. THEY WON’T KNOW THE DIFFERENCE.’

THE MANAGER DOES AS HE IS TOLD AND THE TWO OLD MEN GO UPSTAIRS AND TAKE CARE OF THEIR BUSINESS. AS THEY ARE WALKING HOME THE FIRST MAN SAYS,

‘YOU KNOW, I THINK MY GIRL WAS DEAD!’

‘DEAD?’ SAYS HIS FRIEND, ‘WHY DO YOU SAY THAT?’

‘WELL, SHE NEVER MOVED OR MADE A SOUND ALL THE TIME I WAS LOVING HER.’ HIS FRIEND SAYS,

‘COULD BE WORSE I THINK MINE WAS A WITCH.’

‘A WITCH ??. . WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU SAY THAT?’

‘WELL, I WAS MAKING LOVE TO HER, KISSING HER ON THE NECK, AND I GAVE HER A LITTLE BITE, THEN SHE FARTED AND FLEW OUT THE WINDOW… TOOK MY TEETH WITH HER!’

Joke 2
A man and his wife go to their honeymoon hotel for their 25th anniversary. As the couple reflected on that magical evening 25 years ago, the wife asked the husband, “When you first saw my naked body in front of you, what was going through your mind?”

The husband replied, “All I wanted to do was to fuck your brains out, and suck your tits dry.”

Then, as the wife undressed, she asked, “What are you thinking now?”

He replied, “It looks as if I did a pretty good job.”

Joke 3
Construction worker on the 5th floor of a building needed a handsaw. So he spots another worker on the ground floor and yells down to him, but he can’t hear him. So the worker on the 5th floor tries sign language.

He pointed to his eye meaning “I”, pointed to his knee meaning “need”, then moved his hand back and forth in a hand saw motion. The man on the ground floor nods his head, pulls down his pants, whips out his chop and starts masturbating.

The worker on 5th floor gets so pissed off he runs down to the ground floor and says, “What the fuck is your problem!!! I said I needed a hand saw!”.

The other guy says, “I knew that! I was just trying to tell you - I’m coming!”

Thursday Night
Leopard Lounge - This has become a regular hot spot for a minute now. But, homecoming weekend will make sure that this spot is going to be off the chain. This is a can’t miss spot and the ratio should be a good one for both the men and the ladies. It is usually free before 10 and $20 after. If you get there after 9:30 be prepared to wait in line. Age range is late 20’s to late 30’s.

Royalty - Phipps Plaza. This is event will be at Phipps plaza where Niketown apparently use to be located. I didn’t get the memo that Niketown had shut down. This should be a nice spot as well and will be a all 20 something crowd, meaning early to late 20’s crowd.

Friday Night
OSS - The guys that throw the Old School Saturday events here in Atlanta are hosting a Morehouse / Spelman Homecoming party on Friday night at the Sheraton Downtown Atlanta. For those of you that are familiar with this event, know this party is one of the biggest every month and this one won’t be an exception. The guys that host this party are Morehouse grads anyway so should be a big turn out. If I get out Friday night, this will probably be where I show up. Tickets are $10 advance and usually $20 at the door, but don’t be surprise if the bump up the amount.

Compound - Anytime there is a party at Compound it usually pops off very nicely. I think (we hit so many spots last year it was crazy) I went to the party there last year and it was packed, but it was that 20 something age group. So, I probably won’t be there, but if that is your crowd it will be a helluva party for sure.

Saturday Night
Let me say that Saturday night can be a bit tricky. This has happened every single year during homecoming. People start Thursday night, then pick up again on Friday at Happy Hour which there are usually multiple happy hour spots. Around 10 ish you hit a party or two and end up with a late night eating spot. Saturday starts by trying to leave home early to get a good spot to tailgate. Taigating starts around 10 AM and gets going strong by 11 am. People are eating and drinking strong ALL day. The game which starts around 12 or 1:00 kicks off, but most people stay out and tailgate. Now the game will be fill to capacity, but its just that many people out tailgating where you may not recognize a big difference. The tailgate drinking and eating goes on NON-stop until about 7 or 8 pm. Then people try to go home and change for the Saturday night parties. The reality is most people have drank too much and have a hard time getting out. So, the are plenty of parties to go to, but they are not as hopping as Thurs or Friday. With that said, here are a couple of Saturday spots that I think will still have a great turn out.

Sabor Lounge - This is a spot a friend of mine is throwing and is located at a real nice club. This spot is downtown near Centennial park at the corner of Centennial and Marietta St. They are only charging $10 at the door and have some drink specials that should be nice. The crowd should be a late 20’s to late 30’s crowd. They are a bit new on the scene, but I think it will be a nice crowd at this one.

Space Atlanta - this is a new hot spot in West End. I actually went to a party there two weekends ago and it was a nice spot. This will be a can’t miss spot because of location and the people that are throwing this party. They usually do a good job and attract a big crowd. This again is probably more of a 20’s something crowd. So I am probably going to check out Sabor, but if that isn’t hot I will ease over to this one. Almost forgot, this one has an OPEN bar, but there is a $30 cover charge. Do not let the West End address fool you, its a nice spot.

I met this cool female that was in a break up period with her boyfriend so she decided to explore during the down time. Fellas, word to the wise, when you tell your girl you need a minute apart don’t think she is just going to sit home looking at the walls. Anyway, we will call this friend Ms Amazon as she was a tall chocolate glass of water at about 5′9″, with ass, hips and would probably be considered a bit Amazonian by most standards. lol I think I have dated or been with a diverse look of women that I find attractive, but I would say she would be a first.

We went for drinks and while we were talking she told me that she had a big clit. So, I am like ok, cool, can’t wait to see it. She was like no, you don’t understand it’s big. In my mind, I am like wait, it is a clit right? lol Which I did ask her and she was like yes fool it is a clit. She clarified herself a little more and said that she usually gets a surprised response when guys see it so she wanted to give me a heads up.

After drinks we decide to head to her place. We get in her place and she fixes us both another drink and then she tells me to sit down while she changed clothes. She comes out giggling and I look up and she has on a long t-shirt with nothing else. The t-shirt stops just below her goodies, so I can’t tell if she has on any panties or not. I get up and go over to her and spank her phat ass. We both are standing there sipping on our drinks, when I put my drink down and turn her towards me and kiss her. We have a long passionate french kiss while my hands roam her ass. I slide to the side of her while we are kissing so I could rub her pussy and see what this clit felt like. I missed the clit, but my finger slid right into her pussy and it was soooo damn wet. I start to work my finger back up between her legs and rubbed the clit, to my relief it wasn’t circus freak big, but it was a pretty big clit sticking out and very hard.

I push her back up against the sofa in her living room and get on my knees so I can take a good look at this clit and show it a little love. She is laughing but screaming no as she tries to get away, but I pull her back to me. She tries to hold her legs tight so I can’t get to her pussy. The problem was her clit was still sticking out, so I hold both of her legs together so she can’t get away and start to suck on her clit which was standing at attention. In about 30 seconds she gives up the kitty and spreads her legs. I shift my hands and cup her ass with both of my hands as she leans back against the sofa. Between how wet her pussy was and that hard oversize clit, I was having a good time. As I am having a good time putting in work sucking that clit and licking her pussy she all of a sudden grabs the back of my head and tenses up. She lets out a loud oh shit and starts to convulse hard as hell. I was still kneeling in front of her, but I was fingering her pussy and clit. She grabbed me and led me into her bedroom.

What a surprise, she had a normal bed, but also had the same futon that I have. For you long time readers, you know I love my futon when it comes to fucking. It has a great height in my opinion for different positions and I have used mine in some bondage situations. She asked me where I wanted to go, the bed or the futon and of course I choose the futon. She laughed because she actually preferred it as well.

She sat on the edge of the futon and pulled me in front of her. She unzipped my jeans and started sucking my dick. She really squeezed my dick while she stroked it and sucked real hard on the head of the dick. It was a little different, but it felt good. I tell her to get into a doggy position on the futon while I pulled my jeans off. The ass was looking good bent over like that. I told her to spread her ass cheeks and put my face right in her pussy and ass. After indulging for a minute, I slid on a condom and eased my fat dick into her wet pussy. The pussy felt so good.

While I was doing her doggy style, I was spanking her ass. Every time I did, she fucked me back harder. We got into a nice grove and the dick was going in nice and deep. It was a little dark in her room, but as she was spreading her ass cheeks I could tell her asshole was smiling at me. While I was doing her from the back, I wet my thumb and started playing with her asshole. She was like ohhhh damn that feels good. I said, you like that ass played with baby? She was like, yes do what you want to this ass baby. I was like girl you better stop I will put this dick in that ass. She was like that is fine, I have some lube for you. Wow.

You know that is one of your boys weaknesses and fetishes. Having full access to a phat ass is heaven to me. We are still fucking while this convo is going on, then she had a hard ass orgasm to where she collapsed onto the futon. She rolls over to her side and is still rubbing her pussy, she was just looking at me like I had did something wrong. I was like what did I do. She was like, you know your ass is wrong and started laughing. I don’t think she squirted when she came but the pussy juices were all down the inside of her thick thighs.

I told her to get her ass up, that she couldn’t tease me with getting the ass and not come through. So she gets up and grabs some lube. We start kissing and she puts lube on my dick while we are kissing. She gets back doggy style and hands me the lube. I lube her ass and start to finger he ass while I am lubing it. I tell her to spread her cheeks again for me as I stroke my dick. Once I get the dick nice and hard I start spanking her asshole with my dick and she jumps a little bit when I do it. She tells me to keep doing it as it felt good to her. After rubbing and spanking her asshole with my dick I can’t take it anymore and slid the head into her ass. She started using two fingers to rub her pussy and her clit. She would let her fingers slide around the clit and reach all the way back and lightly grab my balls. The wetness of her pussy was on her fingers and it made my balls wet. As she got into a nice rhythm rubbing her clit she also started pushing that ass back on my dick.

When her ass opened up for me I grabbed her hips and started fucking her ass deeper and deeper. Her ass was giggling every time I penetrated it. She started saying I was going to make her cum and I could tell she was getting close because that ass was gripping my dick like crazy. She started saying fuck, fuck, I am cumming and then that ass clinched down real hard on my dick. I just kept still while she was getting that good intense anal orgasm. I didn’t pull out of her when she was cumming so when she stopped I slowly started fucking her ass again. Hearing her moans got me really hard and I couldn’t hold back anymore. I pull my dick off, slide the condom off and cum all over her ass. I tell her to rub the cum into her ass and she happily obliges. I am standing there stroking my dick while she does it. When she gets done rubbing the cum in her ass she gets up and grabs a warm wash cloth. She comes and gently wipes my dick with the wash cloth then to my surprise she starts sucking my dick. She goes to work and sucks the hell out of my dick and gets me to cum a second time. She graciously lets me cum in her mouth.

We laid around in her bed for awhile and chill out basking in the after sex glow. Then I showered and headed home. That was our only encounter, but it was fun. She later got back with her boyfriend and they got married about a year later and now have 2 kids together. We still check on each other from time to time, but never have went there again or even seen each other. We mostly email each other from time to time. She has the record for biggest clit that I have experienced and I enjoyed playing with her and the clit. So far my experiences with above avg clits have been a lot of fun. Women with larger sized clits seem to have more orgasms. I wonder if there is any research on that? To give you an idea of the size of her clit, it would be a little smaller than the old school porn star Vanessa Del Rio who was notorious for the size of her clit. That’s a good reference point. I think my friend’s was a little thicker, but not as long.

Anyway, I have had a stat tracker attached to my blog just so I could follow the number of hits I get. It has a few interesting statistics that it keeps up with in addition to hits. It will let you know what country people are visiting from which is pretty cool, I was keeping a count active count and stopped, but I have had visitors from over 20 countries. Now the majority of those hits from countries outside the US have been because of people Googling different topics and my blog comes up in the search.

I thought I would share with you what the top 5 searches are that bring up my page.

1. Why doesn’t a guy call you back?
This is one of the biggest searches on Google that brings up my page. It comes up because of a blog entry I posted that commented from another male’s perspective on the topic. I think there were some valid points. But, at the end of the day, if a guy doesn’t call back just move on. If a person can’t show that courtesy who needs them? One of the things I didn’t touch on in the entry was people go out all the time and meet people. They could be in a festive move or have had a few drinks when they met you. Once they got home they could have simply had a change of heart. Regardless of the reason a guy doesn’t call you back, there should be more energy placed on moving forward to the next person rather than wasting so much time and energy on why someone didn’t call back.

Here is the link: Why a man doesn’t call you back.

2. Man cumming in the mouth or Swallowing
This was an entry that was brought about when a reader emailed me asking me why did guys like to cum in a woman’s mouth or asked her to swallow. It seems that a lot of guys are asking for this and a lot of women out there wonder why in the hell they want it. lmao Here is my honest reply to this often Googled question.

Here is the link: Cumming in the mouth and swallowing

3. Bishop Eddie Long
Yep this is a close 3rd, obviously he is well known and gets a lot of searches. Google happens to point people to my entry when he is searched. There was an article written in the AJC about Bishop Long and some of his financial situations as it related to a non-profit organization set up by the church. I still believe my comments were right on point and think the AJC article was fair. I will say that since the article was written I have had the chance to be in the presence of Bishop Long in a small group setting outside of the Church. He is a real cool dude and very down to earth. This does not change my comments and I think this applies to other pastors of so called mega churches and honestly I believe a problem the Christian church has as a whole with people not joining. As one of the big boys, Bishop Long gets the press about his situation. He is not the exception by any stretch of the imagination. For the record, yes I still enjoy a lot of his teachings and views. That does not mean he can not be criticized, no one is above that.

Here is the link: Bishop Eddie Long

4. Bigbootyluvasparadise

lmao, ok there was a blog under this name that was a decent source of porn. Apparently the blog was shut down, but I still had a link to it on my page so my page comes up. The funny thing to me is that people actually search that name exactly. Must have touched a few lives. lol The same page on my blog comes up in Google searches with more general porn searches as well. I know there are a few of you out there (wink wink) that don’t mine viewing a little adult entertainment so I did update the page after the initial blog was shut down.

Here is the link: The gift of porn

5. The fifth most searched term on Google that brings up my blog is Freaky Good Man. Now I don’t know if this is women looking for a freaky good man via the net and just seeing what will come up in a search or if it is people that have visited my blog before and didn’t save the link to my page. So, I say to all that visit, bookmark the page. I do updated, sometimes more than others. Also, I do have an email list where I send out an email when I post updates. If you like shoot me your email address to freaky_goodman@yahoo.com so you will know when to come check the blog out.

For those of you that have read my blog for awhile also know that I am very competitive and have been known to count the number of orgasms. To me that is a way to kind of keep score. Most women don’t get it, but I am goal oriented and as I said competitive. So for me, I like being able to have goals to shoot for or even records to break. lol It’s really a man thing, so don’t shoot me.

My question is, how long is enough for sex? Or does it even matter? Are you ok as long as you have at least one orgasm? I know most women are going to say, I don’t look at my watch or time it. I do get that, but in general terms what does it take to make it a satisfying experience?

Below is a list of some of the ancient cultures that mentioned 2012. I must say, for there to be multiple cultures to mention this that it does make you think.

* Hopi Predict a 25yr period of purification followed by End of Fourth World and beginning of the Fifth.
* Mayans Call it the ‘end days’ or the end of time as we know it.
* Maoris Say that as the veils dissolve there will be a merging of the physical & spiritual worlds.
* Zulu Believe that the whole world will be turned upside down.
* Hindus Kali Yuga (end time of man). The Coming of Kalki & critical mass of Enlightened Ones.
* Incas Call it the ‘Age of Meeting Ourselves Again’.
* Aztec Call this the Time of the Sixth Sun. A time of transformation. Creation of new race.
* Dogon Say that the spaceship of the visitors, the Nommo, will return in the form of a blue star
* Pueblo Acknowledge it’ll be the emergence into the Fifth World
* Cherokee Their ancient calendar ends exactly at 2012 as does the Mayan calendar.
* Tibetan Kalachakra teachings are prophesies left by Buddha predicting Coming of the Golden Age.
* Egypt According to the Great Pyramid (stone calendar), present time cycle ends in year 2012 AD

My personal view is that I think it is a bit arrogant when we assume that we are living in the end of times. That includes when it is preached in the traditional Christian church. This earth has been here for millions of years. The human race has been here for thousands of years. If you were to look at a time line and pinpoint a 100 year period to where we are now. We would be a small spec on the time line of the earth or even mankind.

People point to things that are happening in the weather to say it’s the end of times. There have been times where weather has been more severe than now. Hell the earth had an entire ice age. In the United States there was the great dust bowl.

People also point to diseases. If we were living during the time of the black plague, I could see us saying we were in the end of times. It had a mortality rate higher than anything ever seen and the population of the world was much smaller. More than 50% of the people infected died and they died in a few days of being infected. There are always new diseases or diseases mutating. That doesn’t mean the world is ending.

People also point to global warming as a sign of the end of days. I think that our earth may be having some sort of shift in climate, but that in itself does not mean the world is ending. Does it mean some places that are very populated now could become uninhabitable in the future? I think that is in the realm of possibility. Some places that were normally hot could end up being cold and vice versa.

I believe that the earth could be having some climate and weather changes were some traditional patters are shifting. That is normal if you live long enough or history is studied long enough. Change is inevitable and it may not be easy, but its not the end.

What do you thing about Dec. 21, 2012?

Ok, I will be fair and share my Bucket List. Although depending on my mood and how creative I get this is subject to change. lol

Now this is truly wish list with no repercussions at all if it was done. Remember the world is ending. A couple of these I think I can make happen.

1. Have a night with four females (white, black, asian and latina) fuck each of them in the ass and cum in each ass with no condom. I have an ass fetish. lol

2. Me and a bi female friend flirt with and pick up a sexy female at a bar or club. Take her back home and do some Dom / sub role play where we tie her to the bed and do all kinds of freaky things to her to make her cum over and over.

3. Be in a movie theater sitting next to a sexy female I don’t know. I slip my hand on her leg and ultimately end up playing with her pussy until she cums and she pulls my dick out and jacks me off. We leave without saying a word to each other.

4. Me and a female friend are at a cool restaurant / bar having drinks. A female joins us at the table in our booth. She sits between us and we both take turns fondling her at and under the table until she cums.

5. Buying one of those sybian machines and having a few sexy females I dont know come by to get off on the machine and me jack off and cum all over them while they are riding it (if you not familiar with a sybian machine do a internet search and check it out).

5.b. Ok, this is one that is sort of a tie and I have been thinking about it for a minute. I want me and a female to do a DP (Double Penetration) on another woman. Meaning that I penetrate the woman and the female wears a strap-on and penetrates her at the same time so that her pussy and ass is fucked at the same time. If I am lucky both women would want to switch places and both get DPed.

My b-day was Monday the 27th.

Sunday 26th - A good friend and business associate came to town so we had drinks Sunday night. Craig is a white guy from the UK, so I brought in my b-day at midnight laughing, drinking Jack and Coke and hearing this dude say “mate” every other sentence.

Monday 27th - Slept in that day as I had been on the road to Mississippi Friday and Saturday for business. That night my mom took me to dinner for my favorite dinner a nice juicy steak and baked potato. She was kind enough to let us sit at the bar to watch the NBA playoffs as well. This old drunk white guy sat next to us and talked us to death, but he was pretty funny and bought me a b-day drink.

Tuesday 28th - Slept in again. lol Hey it’s my b-day week. Went over to my grandparents house where my uncle cooked one of my other favorites - ribs. They had me a half slab of ribs ready for me when I got there. They were so damn good. My uncle can throw down on the grill and in the kitchen.

Wednesday 29th - This was movie day and basketball night. During the day I went to see Beyonce’s movie Obsessed and Jamie Foxx’s movie The Soloist. Obsessed was a decent movie, but nothing to write home about and of course was pretty predictable. The Soloist was entertaining and I think Jamie did a great job, but again nothing that blew me away. I would say both were worth the price of admission however. Later that night, the Hawks played and I got home in time to watch them play and have a nice diner.

Thursday 30th - Got back to work during the day, but met a good friend of mine out for drinks at Happy hour. Had a great time out downtown at an old spot, but a new Thursday night hangout, Shout. For those in Atlanta, the people that hosted the Leopard Lounge spot on Thursday night have taken the show over to Shout. Apparently Leopard Lounge is still jumping, but I think as the summer rolls on Shout will be real nice for Thursday night. Especially for those late 20’s and up. Ended up running into a couple of my homeboys there as well. Real proud of those cats. One is an assistant coach for the Detroit Pistons.

Friday 1st - Went to Taboo 2. Got my drink and dance on. Had a real good time hanging out. The spot was packed with lovely ladies. Had a blast.

Saturday 2nd - Went to the Bistro on the southside. Ohhhweee, the ratio was niceeee. Once again, good music to get my dance on and the drinks were flowing. Had a good time.

Sunday 3rd - Went to dinner and a movie with a new female I met out Thursday night. We had a good time and laughed a lot. She seemed like she had some promise, but she blew that the very next night. I will write about that shortly.

That’s how I celebrated my b-day. It was something every night and I truly had a good time. I did not get into any freakiness like I had hoped. In fact, I actually didn’t even get laid. But, shit happens sometime. I got to enjoy myself, spent some quality time with family and friends.

Sunday was scheduled to be the night I went to the swingers club, but the female that said she was down flaked out on me and got scared. I could tell she was a little suspect about following through, but it’s all good.

Morehouse College president emeritus Walter E. Massey has been named chairman of Bank of America, the nation’s second largest commercial bank.

The announcement came Wednesday after shareholders voted to create an independent chairman, ousting former chair Ken Lewis and leaving him as president and chief executive officer.

Massey, 71, was president of the Atlanta-based college from August 1995 to June 2007, and was a director on the BankAmerica Corp. board from 1993 to 1998.

His ascension to Bank of America’s chair came as Lewis’ responsibilities were reduced by a slim margin by the board. The vote was 50.3 percent in favor of creating the new independent chair, with 49.7 percent opposed, bank officials said.

Massey wasn’t immediately available for comment.

Lewis, who had been the bank’s chair, president and CEO since 2001, conceded shareholder’s frustration over the company’s $50 billion acquisition of Merrill Lynch and Co.

“Let me acknowledge that 2008 was a very difficult year for the economy, for the financial services industry and for our company in particular,” Lewis said in a statement released by the bank following Wednesday’s shareholder meeting.

“Our company’s shareholders have carried a heavy burden recently. We are doing everything within our power every day to fight through today’s adversity and drive toward tomorrow’s promise.”

Both Lewis and Massey are native Mississippians with Atlanta connections.

Massey was born in Hattiesburg, Miss., and Lewis was born in Meridian.

Lewis, 52, is a finance graduate of Georgia State University, and Massey received his bachelor’s degree in physics and math from Morehouse.

Massey formerly was on the board of directors at Delta Airlines, Motorola and BP PLC, and was named by former President George H.W. Bush as director of the National Science Foundation, an organization that led the government’s support of research and education in mathematics, science and engineering.

He recently was a member of the Gates Millennium Scholars Advisory Council and the National Commission on Mathematics and Science Teaching for the 21st Century.

The responses were pretty varied and some were a bit sad.

75% of the guys said it didn’t matter.
25% said they would end it.

In my mind, I think it’s crazy that something like that would determine if you would marry a person or not. I tell any woman, that if a guy says he doesn’t want to be with you because of something like that, he isn’t the type of guy you need in your life. As most of you know, sex is important to me and I think it is fantastic. The reality is that it takes more than sex to have a great relationship and it surely takes more than one sex act to make sex bad.

This was a comment by a married guy and I think it’s just sad:

doesn’t matter if she swallows or not,,, she won’t be giving you much head after the wedding anyway,,, better enjoy that shit while you are single

Not sure what this guy’s status was but still:

if you find a chic that doesn’t start rationing pussy when you get married and all you are worried about is swallowing you have your priories out of wack

married people are lucky to get head on their birthday

Two things I would like to address. Comments like this is why I never feel rushed to get married. Secondly, comments like this from married men is usually why single men are more reluctant to walk down the aisle. Men hear this type of talk ALL the time. Even guys I know that are happily married never say to me, go out and get married it’s wonderful. The only men that I know that push marriage are men heavily entrenched in the church or men that are older and settled in their lives. Those guys tend to be men who lean on their wives to do all the “womenly chores” around the house that they won’t or can not do for themselves. Now that is not to say that I don’t have any happily married friends.

Women on the other hand give you the marriage is bliss and all is wonderful speech. A lot of guys tell you it’s like a prison sentence. I personally believe that more women are happy in their marriage than men, but there are a lot of women spewing a lot of BS about how happy they are just to save face in front of friends and family. It’s very sad actually and I have experienced conversations with women that are very unhappy in their marriage once you pull the covers away from it and they are honest, but they tend not to want to admit it. Women tend to make the lack of happiness in their marriage as a personal reflection of how successful they are as a person. I think that is very faulty thinking.

I will never forget a female co-worker I had that would always talk about how great everything was with her and her husband (actually they were common in-law married with kids). It was almost like she couldn’t wait to talk about how they were so happy. This same female ended up having a fling with one of my boys. She still maintained the same BS talk in public while she was having the fling. It is amazing some of the BS that goes on in the world.

Now going back to the original topic, is there anything as a woman (or man) that you would have to have sexually that would make you consider not moving forward in a relationship or marriage with a person? If everything was equal, he is a good guy, a good provider, etc., etc. Is there one thing that you have to have sexually or it’s a done deal?

To me it’s not one specific thing that would make me kick a chic to the curb, but if there were a couple of my favorite things that she was not even willing to consider or learn, it would probably be nipped in the bud way before we got to talking about marriage anyway.

AZ the Aziatic blares in the speakers. “You know the story how the thugs live and worry/ Ducked down in car seats, heats mandatory.” As I pull out of parking lot of the Smoove and turn right I think back to the last time I was in this area two days ago. The street was cordoned off with police tape because of an incident where a police cruiser crashed into another vehicle. I took a detour upon seeing flashing lights fearing that all the commotion was a random sobriety checkpoint. My head was much clearer this time as I accelerated to 40 mph and cranked the volume to its max level. I had left the club early after texting my favorite dancer and learning that she was working downtown at Magic City. I didn’t feel like making the drive and decided to resort to plan B. Plan B was a ho that advertised her services on a local chat line that I contacted earlier in the day. I always felt a little uncomfortable about not being in control of the situation when I went to a Shorty’s crib for an incall and this particular one had my spidey senses tingling. Oh well, if some grimey shit goes down then I probably deserve it I think and laugh to myself. I’ve been struggling with my addiction to hoes and strippers for some time. I used to keep track of how much money I wasted on the services of women from Amsterdam to Argentina but had long lost count. Every man has his vice, for some it is alcohol, crack, or gambling. My Achillies heel had always been pussy for sell. This is the last time I tell myself for the thousandth time and re-focus.

As I pull up to the apartment building I pull out my page plus phone purchased for instances when I don’t desire my primary cell number to be exchanged. I had learned my lesson in the past and now each of my alter-egos possesses his own cell phone number and e-mail address. My impending sense of discomfort grows slightly as she tells me that she will be down shortly with a friend. I briefly contemplate pulling off, that is until I see her friend. Damn, I think to myself, this bitch is built like a brick shithouse. My original contact had proven to be disappointing however, it was obvious that she had lied about her age, body dimensions and overall appearance. As I walk up the stairs and make small talk I observe my surroundings for potential set-ups, law enforcement activity and an egress route all the while trying to determine whether or not “friend with ass” would be down for my soon to come indecent proposal. The ideal scenario would involve ugly hoe understanding that she was not what I was looking for and accepting a small amount of cash to just shut up and chill out while it went down with her girl. Tonight was not ideal and the best I could manage was talking ugly girl into a threesome. Oh well, she wanted her cash and I wanted friend with ass. It was her place and her share was less than taking friend with ass to a hotel room so money was exchanged and clothes started to drop. Thats when the phone rang.

So here I am in the bedroom and I’ve got friend with ass all to myself. If all goes well I can fuck her and be getting dressed by the time ugly hoe is done with her phone conversation. What I heard from the other room however was not encouraging, I could only make out pieces of what ugly girl was saying but was pretty sure that I heard in a whispered tone, “baby daddy,” “who told him?” “Niggas from Buckeye” and “on they way here.” Great I think as I cut my session short with friend with ass and pull my pants on. I gotta go I say much to her bewilderment. She must have thought I had ESP as seconds after slipping into my Nikes ugly girl bursts in and repeats
“you gotta go.”
“Somebody told my baby daddy they saw a nigga walk up in here, he on his way here now with a car full of Niggas.”
“Really?” I try to act surprised, but probably just came off as sarcastic.
“Can I get my money back?” I ask
“Hell naw Nigga, you can get the fuck out!” She screams.
Now I’m pissed, this bitch has my money in her pocket and I didn’t even see a titty.
“So thats how you gon play a Nigga? Don’t call me when you need to make some cash in the future.” Not that I would answer mind you…
“Listen, you better go or you liable to get killed. You ain’t gettin yo money back though. Thats just the game sweetie.”
So now I’m pretty confident that this is not a set-up. I’m good at reading people and the look on her face was fear of her baby daddy beating her ass for catching me in her apartment. Plus not even this hoe is stupid enough to try setting me up in her own place. I had decided that she was not very intelligent already but her hard-scrabble demeanor exuded a wary street sense. She wanted to make some quick cash and her plan was back-firing on her. Turns out I was only half right.

So I walk down the stairs and out to my car waiting on the curb. Hop in and turn the radio on. I reach under the seat and pull out my girl Nina, Chambering a Black Talon and setting her in my lap just in case. I should have pulled off but I really wanted friend with ass so I waited patiently. The expectant car full of pants sagging, du rag wearing, Black and Mild chain smoking idiots pulls up just as the post Indians game coverage gives way to Coast to Coast AM. This is the second time in as many weeks I’ve found myself listening to this weird shit. Oh well, that kind of night. I watch through tinted windows as the thugs get out, light up their customary cigars and stand around smoking them while baby daddy and two others head upstairs to kick my ass. He emerges 15 min later, his friends pile into his car and they drive off. I reason that he went upstairs and ugly girl lied her ass off. Thug boy figures that his crackhead lookout/source of information was mistaken and leaves after the false alarm. After all, he has more drugs to sell. When I’m satisfied that the Niggas are long gone I phone ugly girl again. She relates that she is scared of her baby daddy and will not risk me coming back up. That was fine with me as I had been in the car listening to swine flu conspiracy theories and formulating Plan C. Which called for me leaving with friend with ass. One catch, ugly girl would not allow me to speak with her unless I agreed to pay her more money. I told her to send her friend down to collect the money. I also instruct her to send the money I already paid her down because all I have is hundreds. I need that change and I’ll send the hundred back up. 5 minutes later friend with ass sashays over to the car and hops in the passenger seat. I go to work.
“Man, your friend almost got me into a lot of trouble huh?”
“I guess, that hoe stupid.”
“You think that dude would have done something?”
“I don’t know, maybe…”
“Is he violent? How long have you known him?”
“I just met that nigga, I don’t really know him at all.”
“I thought he was your friends baby daddy.”
“That ho is not my friend, I just met her. She been scamming Niggas all day. Taking they money then saying her dude was on the way over.”
Damn, so I was set up after all I think.
“So he’s in on it too?”
“No, he actually came over this time. Earlier she was sending Niggas downstairs and then calling and telling them she was calling the cops if they didn’t leave. They got scared and drove off. I’m scared one of these Niggas is gon come back and hurt us.”
“And you got the money right?”
“Yeah, right here.”
“And you don’t really want to give it back to her right?”
“Well… I’m”
I finished her thought for her as I switched the phone off and threw my car into gear. We drove around talking for a little while and made our way over to the E 55th st Marina where we went for a walk and eventually fucked on the deck of somebody’s boat. I know, I know. After getting her number and dropping her off all the way up in Shaker Hts. (So much for saving myself a drive) I switched the phone back on and to my surprise saw several missed calls and voice-mails awaiting. Apparently, ugly chick was salty that we had made off with “her” money and had notified the police that I kidnapped her friend. I had better bring her back or else. Here’s where the bitch fucked up. She gave the number to her dude who left a voice-mail about shooting up my entire neighborhood (even though he had no clue where that might be) So what do I do? Call homeboy back and listen to numerous threats to my life while patiently waiting to get a word in edgewise. When he had finally vented and I got a chance to speak, I asked him exactly what he thought was going on. He then proceeded to re-tell his girls tall tale about me coming by, snatching up ole girl and jetting. She then allegedly received a frantic phone call from her friend about me beating her ass and trying to rape her. I called up friend with ass who told me that she wouldn’t answer the phone when ugly ho called and begged me not to tell her where I had dropped her off. I deduced that ugly ho was utilizing a scare tactic to get me to reveal information about friend with ass so that she could seek retribution. It didn’t help that she called me from a restricted number claiming to be friend with ass’ concerned sister (even though she only knew her stripper stage name) and wanted to know if she was ok. With a horrible attempt to disguise her voice mind you. Back to my phone call to baby daddy drug boy.
“None of this seems strange to you dawg?”
“What the fuck you mean?”
I then proceeded describe in detail the layout of her apartment and what she was wearing.
“Yo girl was selling pussy on the chat line dog.”
“You lyin Nigga.”
“Nope, I fucked yo baby mamma for 40 bucks.” I lied
“Come on dog, tell me you lying. Angel, what this Nigga talkin about?”
“Yo dude saw me go in the apartment, didn’t he call you”
“HELL YEAH, THATS RIGHT!!! BITCH YOU SAID WASN’T NO NIGGAS UP HERE!!!” Just then I heard a resonating slap cut short her screamed lies of protest.
“Thanks Nigga, you cool in my book. I’m bout to beat this bitches ass.”
“No my friend, thank you.”
As I sit down on my couch still smiling I tune into ESPN and crack a cold Budweiser. Then I pull out my phone and call up ugly hoe. To my surprise she answers. She is still crying and the new slur in her speech betrays the fact that she either is missing several teeth or at least has a badly swollen jaw.
“You ain’t have to do me like that.” She manages between sobs.
I sat back and smiled, “thats just the game sweetie.”

I honestly don’t know where to start with this video. The male voice over in the video basically threw black women under the bus. At the end of the video the blonde haired black female basically said it was a wrap in her trying to date black men.

The unfortunate thing that I see in all of this is at some point black men and women have become enemies to each other. We no longer are on the same team and no longer support each other. We have all taken what white America says about us and have internalized it and know spew the hate towards our own. How in the hell did we allow this to happen?

This is the reality as I see it. White women complain about dating as well as black women. White men and black men can’t complain about it as much because it makes them look like they are whinning. So you mostly hear about women complaining about dating. As the old saying goes, the squeaky wheel gets the oil. Dating and finding the right person is not a race issue. It is a people issue. It is difficult for everyone to find “the one” regardless of race or gender. We always think the grass is greener on the other side of the fence.

If we continue to go down this road of blamng each other, the black community is in for bleak times.

Just a quick note: To the male voice over guy. Oprah was approached and dated a white man. Ebert of Siskel and Ebert movie critics actually dated Oprah before she went syndicated. My guess is that there are probably a few more.