Tonight I met a couple friends for dinner at Boston’s.  Just a casual dinner and great conversation.  I met MC40 during the summer.  She’s a brown haired, green eyed,  French-Canadian beauty.  She’s 5′7″ tall a vivacious smile, outgoing personality and a great figure.  She refers to me as sensei.  I was her first interracial experience, she’s quick to admit.  We always had in-depth discussions on life after divorce.  We’ve gone out a few times, but we’re mainly friends now.  Nigel, a 50 year old, 6′3″ newly single black male was there.  This is the first time I’ve met Nigel.  The last …

Pull that foot out of your mouth.  In-case you are wondering what I’m referring to, well lets just say, not all white America is hip to what our  fellow African Americans  have done to help our asses.  Next time you need to get to that 35th floor on that skyscraper, just remember a black man helped to invent that elevator so your lazy ass wouldn’t have to take the stairs. 

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Monday afternoon JL36 decided to stop by.  It was a pleasant surprise.  I honestly didn’t have much time because I had plenty of work to catch up on.  I wasn’t sure if her fingers and toes would make me feel weird.  Well, within minutes I knew the answer.  It was making me feel odd.  I know I should be able to look over something like this, but I can’t.  It’s a simple attraction for me.  Every time I look down to see her hand touch me, I couldn’t see past …