I'm a White guy. I grew up in an area of Los Angeles as a minority White. It wasn't easy. I got the sh*t end of the stick of racism handed to me more times than I can count by Black people. However, I had Black friends too; more than a few. My first attraction to a Black girl was when I was fourteen. I thought she was as cute as cute can be. I really enjoyed being around her. Then there was sexy Linda, another Black girl when I was seventeen. She liked to roller skate. Every time I passed by her house she would come out and we would talk, or, if she were wearing her roller-skates, she would circle around me as I walked along talking with her. I say she was sexy because... Well, she was sexy. I never went out with her, yet, oh man, was that girl's form on my mind a lot! Then, when I was about 19, there was skinny Melanie-- intelligent, polite, and pretty. I used to walk home with her after work. We lived a few houses apart. She was very religious. Her father was a preacher. However, my thoughts about her weren't of a spiritual nature. Skinny or not, she had one nice keester. One time as we were walking home, some Black man yelled at us from his car that no decent Black girl would be seen walking with a White boy. I've had associations with more than those three Black girls, and the only reason I was reticent about getting serious with any of them was because I wasn't willing to put up with the crap that I knew would be headed my way from racists Black males. Maybe if I had let things happen; that is, gotten more involved with a Black girl emotionally, I would have been willing to weather the storms that I knew would come. If I had it to do all over again, I would. Hell yes, I would date a Black girl. There are plenty of cute, nice, fun, sweet, sexy, and attractive Black girls!