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Any one read the last paragraph. I think someone has a problem with interracial relationships. There are just some things that do not need to be published, what does adding that do for the story. Nothing.

 

Hmmm... I didn't take that meaning at all. It sounded like they were simply advancing an idea as to how the gene was expressed differently in different regions. Sexual selection is one way (a plausible way) that could happen. I didn't see anything judgemental in it.

 

In my youth, I selected three and bedded two caucasian girls as a part of my sexual selection. Almost went three for three, but my girlfriend showed up, unexpectedly... Never got another chance. If that resulted in a darkening of the gene pool for their familes, I have not been made aware.

0 - 1 when it came to Latino's.

Was married when I went to Asia, so I left no DNA there.

Currently back home...

 

....scary thought.....to have other "hersh's" running around out there......

 

Sounds like you're lucky she didn't terminate your gene pool...

 

We are ... Penn State!!!

 

Yeah, actually she saved me... The girl I was gonna hit that night was not attractive (in the face) at all, but she had a body that would not quit... Everything was on point, she was about 5'8" with long, slender, yet shapely thighs, the mammary glands seemed magically delicious, and seeing her in those short-short PT shorts made me forget she even had a face...

After PT one day I was sitting on the grass trying to catch my breath after a 6 mile run. She came and sat on my lap, while I sat on the ground with my back against the building. While we talked, she moved around teasingly. Well, you know what that made happen, whether she was ugly or not...

I didn't know if she was "with it" or not, so I did something I normally wouldn't do. I reached in and touched it, she didn't move- she only laid back against me.

We were outside, broad daylight, 7;15 AM, and there were four of us sitting together. Her friend and my boy, Jordan (Who was hitting her friend part-time), Terri, and me (who had never really spoken, let alone expressed interest in each other.) Terri was in 2nd PLT, the other three of us were in 3rd Herd.

That evening, she came up to my room, in those (or some similiar) shorts. She'd been downstairs as all the fellaz washed their cars; this was right after desert storm, Oct. 1991, so it was like everyone had new cars, we'd just gotten in new soldiers from Ft. Gordon, and she was one of them. She'd been there, maybe 30-60 days.

It was the fall of the year, so it got dark early. I went to my room to shower and go to my girl's house, and she followed me. She came inside, there must've been 12 people in the hallway, music blasting, and shootign the breeze. I had my own room...

She came in my room and closed the door. I walked over and locked it. Before you know it, I had her- and it was on... Things hadn't gotten far (All she had left on were socks & those shorts), but we were headed towards far rather rapidly... Jordan knew I had her in the room- what seemed like 30 seconds later, he came bamming on my door...

Open up, your girl's downstairs man!! I said Quit BS-ing dawg, my girl doesn't drive and doesn't have a car! He's like *****-***** have you ever know me to BS about something like this? Her Mom just dropped her off!! I snatched ol' girl up and she shuffled out of my room. Woodrow subsided instantly, and no lie, my girl must've walked past her in the stair case, one walking up, the other coming down (Co-Ed barracks and floors, so she'd never suspect anything).
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He owed me, I had just saved his butt not many days sooner when his girl (his real girl) found a 12-count box of condoms with only 2 or 3 left in it. She must've come up for a nooner because it was lunchtime, and he brought her to my room. She was crying and he was all teary eyed, "Hersh, man will you tell this girl I'm not cheating on her." Before I could say anything she was like- "Don't lie for him Hersh- I know he's cheating. This is a 12 box, and there's only 2 left... He doesn't use condoms with me." Boo-hoo-hoo. He looked like a whipped puppy. I said " Meeka, he's been letting me borrow condoms every now & then because I've been too lazy to go buy any." She's like, "For real?" I said, "Yeah, girl.. Besides, if he's cheating on you with anybody, it's been with me!" and she started laughing... I saved him his girlfriend.

Yep, he owed me. but he come through big time!!!