I think the New Woman, as you evidence to be, will come to find a cul-de-sac when Blax are just men, whose male members vary not much at all from those of unwanted white meat; also the Blak babies for which the white girl aspires to show everywhere likely needs a Daddy more breadwinner Nice Guy Provider than gets hyper-often found with the 'Studs and Swags' of the Ghetto. So maybe my love for you, the love being stalwart to You, Daddy for kids, if You so need, are not so awful after-all maybe the kind to whom to return, wet and fish-smelling in Thy loins so's his pathetic blankedy-blank pale white can pay for matters which to from being Ethic-ed has a wealth of bills so made, now unpaid, but by of course the Cuck to be (smilingly, loving the power-woman to tells all and heals the cuk of White Burden ;-) Maybe You will let me PAY these Blakt Bills...

 NancyTru-ILY: Thou wert never too informative, in the way like Ex and Tina had been silent too, about making luv to men-not-me; I think it is a more-general womanly characteristic to want 'secrets' not to be told to men who love'm. For me, with the stub of cis-male in me getting discomfited in that way of secrets or secrets of hints of Her hot fuks, the slow but for me happy result over time has been a definite trend toward the sensed cuckold pleasure of having a female partner by some inference-subjective that she has made love so wild, so appropriately, to someone male besides me, and I can report that YouNHz and so so many of luvs from bygone times 'fooled around,' notably got Blakt, becoming a joy to me of highest order, and-- You seem to shun this utter compliment: MY TITS HAVE GROWN D-CUP-AND-EXPANDING METHINKS ALL BECAUSE OF YOU/YOU'S.

Nancy, You and You's I say prefer the no-way-good-cukoldress mode of silent-treatment/ghosting-variously to perp this my way of joy knowing that You are powerful sexually. At the moment, I reiterate anew, the way I have to 'get' at this profundissimo delight tends mostly to use non-reporting of your such hyper-moral pleasures. Of course MY pleasure would be stellar IFF you's told me-- there may be some element in this gambit of trying to sustain the 'coy innocence' that is close-to-archetypal for you gender, Thy kind-kind...

But nowadays of polyamories and swinging and my being cucked, telling the 'partner; is, de rigeur The Rule of New-Age sex-- I promise U (and Ex-Doris and Tina, both Caribbean finders and lovers and those whose first choice is betimes they say 'their Blak meat,' and they too correspondingly as (the girls belove! being) 'white meat.'

NHz FluffyFlower Wildflower You my GoddessOnTheBeach did that too-- in extremity-- when I just would have liked You to tell me about 'what a Great Vacation' you had in the Blak Place Belize (on Caye Caulker etc.?) YOU DROPPED ME (AND ALL OF YOU'S) CONTINUE TO DROP/GHOST ME, GENERALLY FOR A CERTAIN TYPE OF WOMAN-ACT TO BE CONSIDERED 'NARCISSISTIC SADISM,' THE JOY OF GETTING ME-- NOW IN GREAT DIMINISHED WEEPING WITH THE 'BRAND' OF CIS-MAN AS I AM NOW-- A GURL A SISSY WHOSE PRESENT PLEASURE BLISS BEYOND WORDS IS TO BE CUCKOLDED (ME! ME HAPPILY IN EXPECTANCY, KNOWING THE NEW WOMAN.)

I think the New Woman, as you evidence to be, will come to find a cul-de-sac when Blax are just men, whose male members vary not much at all from those of unwanted white meat; also the Blak babies for which the white girl aspires to show everywhere likely needs a Daddy more breadwinner Nice Guy Provider than gets hyper-often found with the 'Studs and Swags' of the Ghetto.

So maybe my love for you, the love being stalwart to You, Daddy for kids, if You so need, are not so awful after-all maybe the kind to whom to  return, wet and fish-smelling in Thy loins so's his pathetic blankedy-blank pale white can pay for matters which to from being Ethic-ed has a wealth of bills so made, now unpaid, but by of course the Cuck to be (smilingly, loving the power-woman to tells all and heals the cuk of White Burden ;-)

Maybe You will let me PAY these Blakt Bills...

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