I have often tried to imagine what it would have been like to have been born Black and for this to be the norm for me. I know how much harder I have to work to get a girl’s attention than a similar Black Man would have to. Every time I see a Black Boy or Black Man with a white girl I find myself imagining how easily she’s going to give it up to Him.
Perhaps the amazing pick up I’ve ever witnessed in person was when I was kicking back with a friend after the club closed down, watching the people leave. About a block from the club a well-dressed, well-built Black Man approached a pair of curvy white girls in one piece dresses and heels. They chatted for a bit and he reached out and touched them a few times which they obviously reacted well to. After a bit he took out a cell phone and made a quick call and, after a few more minutes of talking, another equally well-dressed and well-built Black Man showed up. What looked like introductions were made, the four of them chatted for a few more minutes before one of the Black Men gestured towards a nice apartment building a few blocks away and the girls nodded and the four of them walked off together; the Black Men on the outside with their arms around the girl’s waists.
Only Black Men can get a response like that from white girls.
I can only imagine what went on in that apartment a little while later but there is no doubt in my mind that those white girls had the most incredible night of their lives and that they have never again desired a white male.