When I was in college, some of us in the dorm had Clint night.  Yes, you guessed it.  We would all get together in the dorm room of the one in our group who had the biggest TV to watch a Clint Eastwood movie.  Every two weeks we did that with Clint’s movies.  Sometimes it would be on a date not exactly two weeks from the previous movie night, but such is the way things go in college, and if we couldn’t do it on Clint night it would be the day before or after.  Usually, it was a Thursday night at about 7.   Pizza and Clint Eastwood, what could be better?

There were four guys and three or four girls at Clint night.  John and Sara were dating, two others had boyfriends or girlfriends, the rest of us were freelance, lol.  But we were all good friends.  And we loved Clint.  Hey , I know I am saying Clint a lot, lol.  But how else can I write this?  I could call him Dirty Harry, I guess.  That was after all one of our favorites.   Mine was The Outlaw Josey Wales.  I liked the story, Josey gets revenge for what was done to his family.  I also liked his plain talk.  One of my favorite scenes is the quick eulogy for the young guy who rode with him who died.  Anyway, lol, I didn’t mean to get caught up in the movie story, but I really like that movie.  If you haven’t seen it, you should .

So this one night, I think it was when we had scheduled Escape from Alcatraz, before the movie, I went to get the pizza.  Normally we would have it delivered, but the place we got the pizza, didn’t have enough drivers that night and so we didn’t want to wait.  So your truly volunteered to get the pizza.  One of the girls brought a friend that night, a black girl named Tiara, really cute.  A sophomore, about 5’ 5”, medium dark skin, really big eyes.  Damn, those eyes.  Also a nice body, yes, but those eyes, wow.  She was visiting for the weekend from another college, hell if I remember which.  Oh well.  But she offered to go with me to get the pizza and other stuff from the pizza shop.  Great pizza, by the way.  This place called University Italian.  Anyway, Tiara came with me and we had a very interesting chat in the car for the ten minutes it took to get to the place.  You may not believe this, but it’s true.  She told me she had a favor to ask me.  I said, “What about?  Your amazing eyes?”  She laughed and said, “I knew I made the right choice.”  Hmm, I was perplexed.

Tiara told me that she had never had sex with a white guy and her friend told her about Clint night and that all the guys were worthy, and to pick one.  At least one that wasn’t in a relationship.  So she picked me because I was cute myself she said, but also because I was funny and I volunteered to get the food, when no one else wanted to do it.  Cute and generous of spirit, she said I was.  And who am I to argue?  🙂  So we went out the next night to get some dinner and then well, she got her wish.

I tell you this because black women are well known for being bold and maybe at times blunt in saying what they want, being strong and confident.  You get my drift.  And Tiara was that way as a 19 year old.  And I was damn grateful.  Black women are wonderful.  BlackCrush.com is a fantastic site where you can and will find your own bold, black beauty.  You will see.

I got a call today, from someone who had used our reviews to join MrandMissBlack.com.  He liked that our review had the balance between the site being looking for those either interested in a long-term serious relationship if one wanted or the possibility of meeting someone who was freaky for a casual thing.  He was super happy.  But that was today.  I first spoke to the guy when he called two weeks before and his call was directed to me.  At that time, the guy, I will call him Evan, was really mad.

Here is what happened.  Evan joined the site, made his profile and looked around.  Then he started contacting people.  After sending notes to 15 girls, he only got two replies, and they both fizzled immediately.  And no one contacted him by just seeing his profile.  He was pissed.  And had I not known anything but that, I would be pissed too.  We have a reputation here.  We join the sites, we tell what is what.  We want people happy with our reviews.  Angry men or women don’t help us.

I allowed Evan to say his piece without interruption and while he did, I looked at his profile.  When the guy was finished, and it took him a few minutes going through things, I told him that I absolutely understood, and if he didn’t mind I would like to tell him my thoughts.  He was fine with that.  Evan’s profile was not that good.  In fact it was plain bad.  Look, the sites do try to get everyone to make their profiles clear and complete, but well, many people don’t do that.  Or some do a little and think it’s enough.  I don’t blame people for wanting to get right to it and search.  Hell, I might do the same.  But if I didn’t make the best profile I could right way, I would get back to it and very soon.  Profiles are your first impression.  I tell people that all the time.  It is you introduction.   It’s, “Hi, this is me.  What do you think?”  If your “me” sucks, or if it is confusing, what do you think will happen?  It really only takes a few minutes to make a decent profile, and you can always change it.

Evan, as I mentioned, joined the site for two reasons.  Both different.  His profile was confusing.  It was kind of a mix between he wanted a life partner and he just wanted a casual partner.  I broke the profile down to him.  I told him he had to do one of the other, not both at the same time.  And he admitted to me the notes or mail he sent out was also confusing.  People, you cannot do that.  Know what you want and go for it.  After a bit of chatting, he told me he wanted a long-term thing but wanted it with a girl who would also be physical sooner rather than later.  I told him to try making his profile one of long-term with his personality showing, and that within the new profile words that would show his own possible, but subtle, naughtiness.  It’s easy to do that while still looking like a long-term guy, which is really what he was.  I then told him to look for like-minded ladies’ profiles in the demographic he wanted.  Send notes only to them, work the back and forth and take it from there.  In many cases, the girl will take the lead anyway making it all easier.

Evan took my advice and he did much better, generating a lot of interest.  And yes, he and a girl on the site met and the rest looks like it will be history.  Evan is smitten and he has the exact relationship he wanted.  So check out MrandMissBlack.com and find your own perfect relationship.

(I am a guy as if you didn’t know that and so everything I write comes from a guy’s perspective.  Sometimes I have others write this column, but when that happens, they are all men.  So I am pleased to tell you that this column has been written by lady.  It’s a good column with good advice for men who want to date black women.  Here you go.)

My name is Keisha, also known as Keesh to my friends.  I am a 34 year old African American woman, with about an average body, 5’ 6”, and I have nice breasts and a great booty.  I am on two of the sites reviewed here and I have dated and continue to date guys who contact me and who I contact.  Now that does not mean all the guys who are on the other side of my emails or notes, but some.  You wouldn’t expect me to date all, would you?  I wouldn’t have time to breathe.  And I don’t agree to date some even if I have the time, because of how I am approached.  As you probably have guessed I am in this thing for a good time, casual get-togethers, hookups.  When I have time of course, because I can be busy.  But when I am free to date I love being freaky.  OK, so now you know some about me.

I am here to give some advice to guys, white, black, Asian, whoever, who want to get with me or girls like me.  I do want to say right now that not all of us black girls are alike in what we want and what we expect from a guy.  Like other women, we can range from wine me, dine me before you **** me, to enough with the talk, let’s just go!  You may have to figure it out a bit with a few of us who are complicated, lol.  It is true, at least in my opinion, that black girls are a bit more aggressive than white or others.  We know what we want, and we have no problem telling you.  We also don’t play games, we don’t like wasting our time either.  Especially when what we want is some fun and I don’t mean going bowling.  I mean sexual fun.

So you want to know how to approach women like me?  Black women who want to be freaky?  Be yourself, be honest, be respectful.  And don’t worry about trying to impress.  Yes, some women like to see bling and want some of that, but you would be surprised at how many black women just don’t give a **** about that ****.  Hey, if we are looking for a husband that’s different.  Yes, we want to be able to get things, shoes, do up our hair nice, as examples, but I think that’s like any girl.  When we want the nasty we want it and we are aggressive about it.  We can take charge if you are a bit nervous.  Especially if you are nice and polite.  We love that.  And it is possible that we can be freaky and nasty (in a good way) but still act nice ourselves.  I don’t lack from confidence and if you are bit nervous it’s OK.  But don’t harp on any black/white thing.  I get it that you are attracted to me because of my skin color and attitude.  Fine.  No need to tell me, I don’t need to hear it, lol.  Making me laugh gets you points but don’t sweat that.  The bedroom is more important.

Personally, I like to handle it if you know what I mean.  I like oral, getting and giving.  But if you want to get it, you best give it baby.  I like attention paid to all of my body but especially those things that protrude in some way.  As someone looking for a hookup, I don’t want bull****.  I want to get going.  Feel you need to do something nice?  Make me dinner.  Have some wine available.  I don’t care about flowers.  Sometimes I can go for something unusual or different but only once we get some normal stuff done.  Oh, and it’s important you practice good hygiene. I don’t want some guy who doesn’t know what a shower is.  Don’t come with funk.  I will be fresh and clean, you be the same.  Sounds like something obvious, but it’s not to some.  Be ready for sex if that is what we are planning, and with me it is.  Don’t be like you have to do this or that.  Be ready.  I will be.  If I need to come to you, don’t be making excuses.  Sometimes I can get you here at my place, sometimes not.  So that’s it.  I hope this helped.  See ya.  Maybe.

(Thanks Keesh.  Good stuff.  Guys, she is on these two sites: BlackTryst.com and BlackCrush.com.  And there are many like her there, so don’t worry.)

Yes they are.  I have always had this thing for black ladies and I will tell you why.  Black women aside from being exotically beautiful to me are also very confident.  It doesn’t matter what their body type, the women have a high esteem and carry themselves well.  They also are more aggressive I have found, with a sometimes wimp like me, lol.  So, simple enough, I love them.

Three months ago, I was looking through BlackCrush.com for another wonderful lady with whom to have another wonderful rendezvous and I found this sweet and wild really hot babe called Wanda.  We exchanged only 2 notes before we decided to take it to the next level, talking by phone.  If I were to note down here what was discussed, not only would I again be exhausted but I would have to bleep and ****** most everything.  🙂  Let’s just say it was um, well, you know.

I had to go out of town on business for a week, but Wanda and I skyped a couple times and made a date to meet.  I offered to make her dinner at my place and she accepted.  We had already advanced to a very comfortable level , so why not just come on over.  We both wanted something physical without the nonsense of courting and wasting time.  So after  I came back on a Thursday, Wanda came over that Friday night.  I had made a spaghetti dinner with garlic bread and salad, and I actually made a chocolate cake.  Well, it was a cake mix, but hey, my lady appreciated the effort, and she said, “Chocolate cake for a chocolate lady.”  After polishing off a bottle of wine, we headed off to do what we both couldn’t wait to do.

Look, some of you may not like this kind of thing.  But many of you would.  There are a zillion Wanda’s out there, all you have to do is join a really good site like BlackCrush.com and put in a small bit of effort, which is fun anyway.  Wanda and I “dated” for 6 weeks and we do meet sometimes for um, more spaghetti, last time at her place.  So go make your own dinners!