Quoting removed_Vetterider:

I wonder if I am the only black male impressed with the quality of the ivory on this site. I so envy the white males who enjoy ebony bliss with their evening. By morning there must be a many ivory/ebony smiles.
 
But a lot of girlfriends never smile. Many search through the local profile time and time again, hoping Mr. Right has become a paying member. He has to be a local boy, otherwise any relationship would be doomed to failure.
 
Still she looks at the profile of a Prince Charming, her Mr. Right. His body language suggest he would her equal in bed, and she his equal out of bed. He would be the perfect dad, but lives to far away for any impregnation to take place.
 
This is my fantasy, every time I chat with a member outside her profiled distance. One such beauty was from Alaska. Bold. She insisted I call. I imagined white female and Polar Bear rug. Just as I figured out how to kick a Polar Bear's ass, she informed me I lived to far away. So doomed was my Sara Palin fantasy.
 
If I am willing to Tarzan a bear, why can't a woman drive to the ends of the earth to try and save the beast, and chat with its victor.
 
The simply truth is that many many women are afraid to step outside their self-imposed comfort zones. Why. perhaps some dominate male in her past kept her so close to his chest and home that now she feels that having relatives and friends beg her to post a profile, and doing so, is her first taste of real independence.
 
Her problem is still he/him, yelling/abuse, power/control. This idiot in her past has left such profound scars that "real men" are the bad guys. To her, there is something creepy about driving all the way to Alaska for Igloo-sex and some Polar Bear Kick-ass.
 
I suggested she discover women from all over who host other girlfriends and introduce her to local "real men" she vouches for. Every girlfriend has to refer only "real men". My company verify good guy status and see to the girlfriend's travel safety, until her return home.
 
This is no Spam Blog since there is never any fee for services rendered. It allows the local girl to spread her wings outside her safe zone, while remaining in a safer zone with other girlfriends. All she need is a free Hushmail account (the most secure email in the world).
 
Now, why in the hell would I care if some trailer-park white girl is confined to some double-wide in Arizona. For the "real-brother in Ohio who will make her into his Swan. That good ole redneck brother I never had will one day bounce his bi-racial son on his knee, compliments of a girlfriend who once lived in Anytown, USA.
 
The Real Truth...
 
I love stirring the interracial sexual pot. The sex we all seek is the most powerful urge known to man/woman. Many of us would crawl for the ebony and ivory of our dreams. Our skin color will forever make it just a tad, or a very much taboo journey. That fact along makes us all perpetually aroused.
 
Girlfriends should stow away their toys and the men seeking them should put a leather glove on the hand they use for more than urinating. Both should decide to travel to the end of the earth to find true oneness...
 
billy
 
 

I wonder if I am the only black male impressed with the quality of the ivory on this site. I so envy the white males who enjoy ebony bliss with their evening. By morning there must be a many ivory/ebony smiles.
 
But a lot of girlfriends never smile. Many search through the local profile time and time again, hoping Mr. Right has become a paying member. He has to be a local boy, otherwise any relationship would be doomed to failure.
 
Still she looks at the profile of a Prince Charming, her Mr. Right. His body language suggest he would her equal in bed, and she his equal out of bed. He would be the perfect dad, but lives to far away for any impregnation to take place.
 
This is my fantasy, every time I chat with a member outside her profiled distance. One such beauty was from Alaska. Bold. She insisted I call. I imagined white female and Polar Bear rug. Just as I figured out how to kick a Polar Bear's ass, she informed me I lived to far away. So doomed was my Sara Palin fantasy.
 
If I am willing to Tarzan a bear, why can't a woman drive to the ends of the earth to try and save the beast, and chat with its victor.
 
The simply truth is that many many women are afraid to step outside their self-imposed comfort zones. Why. perhaps some dominate male in her past kept her so close to his chest and home that now she feels that having relatives and friends beg her to post a profile, and doing so, is her first taste of real independence.
 
Her problem is still he/him, yelling/abuse, power/control. This idiot in her past has left such profound scars that "real men" are the bad guys. To her, there is something creepy about driving all the way to Alaska for Igloo-sex and some Polar Bear Kick-ass.
 
I suggested she discover women from all over who host other girlfriends and introduce her to local "real men" she vouches for. Every girlfriend has to refer only "real men". My company verify good guy status and see to the girlfriend's travel safety, until her return home.
 
This is no Spam Blog since there is never any fee for services rendered. It allows the local girl to spread her wings outside her safe zone, while remaining in a safer zone with other girlfriends. All she need is a free Hushmail account (the most secure email in the world).
 
Now, why in the hell would I care if some trailer-park white girl is confined to some double-wide in Arizona. For the "real-brother in Ohio who will make her into his Swan. That good ole redneck brother I never had will one day bounce his bi-racial son on his knee, compliments of a girlfriend who once lived in Anytown, USA.
 
The Real Truth...
 
I love stirring the interracial sexual pot. The sex we all seek is the most powerful urge known to man/woman. Many of us would crawl for the ebony and ivory of our dreams. Our skin color will forever make it just a tad, or a very much taboo journey. That fact along makes us all perpetually aroused.
 
Girlfriends should stow away their toys and the men seeking them should put a leather glove on the hand they use for more than urinating. Both should decide to travel to the end of the earth to find true oneness...
 
billy