Love Chronicles: From Becky to Boniqua... It takes time

*sigh*<--- always starts with a sigh right???

Name: Mr. Yes Sir, a.k.a Mr. I've never dated a black woman, a.k.a Mr. I wanna spoil you

Age: 26

Relationship status: Single... but looking to get with me

Ethnicity: Black

Occupation: Future member of KCK's finest.. b.k.a The PoPo
Stability: Has his own house, car, and at least a H.S diploma, no visible tatts, no big chains, no overly outrageous chains, pinky rings or gold teeth(thank ya LAWD)

NO ILLEGAL SUBSTANCES- Not a career criminal, pants on his waist... no guns.. 1 kid... clean cut, no body odors,

Shoe size: ;) I don't know.......... yet

AND HE HAS MANNERS!!!!! :D <-- yo, you don't understand.. I'm cheesing hard right now

Anyway... cool guy, seemingly has his head on straight and he's willing to travel the 3 hrs from home to Wichita to spend time with yours truly... But I still have a letter to write to him cause there are some things that needs to be addressed.

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Dear Mr. Yes Sir,

You just got out of a longterm (5yr) relationship with the mother of your daughter. And I realize you're hurt because the decision was not yours, and everything is all good if you're truly ready to move on, however, umm, I'm hesitant. The fact that you've suddenly become infatuated with me after never dating other black women and in fact actually preferring white women over black women kinda unnerves me.

Reason being... though NOT scientifically proven, it is STRONGLY suggested that there is a HUGE difference between the mannerisms and attitudes of black women and white women. A difference that I'm not sure you are prepared to conquer. You said so yourself that your ex never talked back, did whatever you asked/told and absolutely did not hold her own against you... as many of your exes didn't.. However, that shit.. WILL NOT FLY WITH ME! And I would be lying if I did not question your ability to move on from a passive, sheltered, never had to work for nothing, and never knowing how to stand up for herself white woman(not all white women, just that particular one) to a very aggressive, neck snapping, eye rolling, will cuss you out and kiss my mama with the same mouth, can hold my own in the classroom or the club, rough around the edges straight from from 21st and Quindaro lil black girl.

All I'm saying is, it's peculiar to me that you've never liked the attitude of any black woman and yet you claim you want to be with me, and anybody will tell you that I'm like Little Sista Soulja. This scenario confuses me to no end.
And we've already established that... I'm not ANYTHING like any of the women that you are use to dating, or like any of the black women that have similar characteristics of the women you are use to dating..in fact in your Conservative party... I'm completely the weed smoking(not really), gun toting, hell yes to gay marriage Liberal.
Can you handle that? I wasted no time showing my true colors with you because I didn't wanna send your ass into a culture shock. I wanted you to know that what you see is completely what you will get and I will be damned if I try and put on this little seemingly domesticated, docile, fragile role just to be the type of woman that you are accustomed to pursuing.
Now I understand you say that you like me, and you feel very strongly about me and it's crazy to you as well, and that's fine. I'm just saying don't play with fire, you will get burned. And if you are thinking about experimenting with black women don't use me as the lab rat because you'll think you're trying to get into my head when all along I will be the one getting into your head to find the safest, quickest route to the cheese. Cuz I like cheese even though I'm mildly lactose intolerant <-- but that's neither here nor there.

By all means, if you feel like you're ready for me, you can handle me, and if you truly want to spoil me like you say you do, I absolutely will not stop you ;)... And I like you too, I appreciate the fact that you think of enough of me to send a good morning text, and a simple "i'm thinking about you" during the day. I like that you want to hold me, and that you miss me only hours after I've left your presence, and that you open my doors, and I never have to ask if you're paying cause you'll just look at me and say "Well, what else am I hear for?"... yes, all this makes my heart skip a lil beat, and I'm really excited that you use chapstick and you chew gum... that makes kissing you fun. *sigh*..... Though you're not on my mind 24/7 I think you may have what it takes to put some "act right" in my life.... maybe. I just really want to take it slow. Continue feeling each other out, so I won't have to hang onto your arms really tight whenever we're in the presence of a lot of white girls (cuz you know that time we went to the theatre out in NKC I was damn near sitting on your ass and blocking your view of the screen) because of my own little insecurities. And that is something that I'm gonna have to work on, I have to get myself to the point when I believe that NO WOMAN regardless of race, or class, or whatever has anything on what I got.

And honestly... I see myself being just as cautious with you and your preference as I was with my ex. He liked lighter chicks... and in the end, he ended up cheating on me with a lighter chick, with longer hair(even though it was a trife ass weave), and she was smaller.

Now granted I love myself, and he told me his preferences up front too, said he didn't know what it was about me that had him attracted but he was, and he absolutely had me believing that I was the only chick in his system for a long time... but i wasn't, and ultimately his preference of women overruled his feelings for me. So I guess, it's just one of those things that I always say... I don't have to put my hand up to a hot iron but one time to realize that it will burn me if I keep trying. I guess right now.. this is me, not wanting to be burned again.

I mean I like you... but I think I'm gonna proceed with caution.... and you should too.

“Caution is the eldest child of wisdom” ~ Victor Hugo