I've been fighting this shit my whole life, man. Today is my coming out party if you will. Now, don't get it twisted. I love females, for real. I just happen to like a certain type of female. Black women rock. I love them to death. And the bossier they are the better. My name is Steve Valentine, I'm a big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Today I am proud to say that I am submissive to Black women. Something about a strong Black woman brings out the submissive in me. I've been with White girls and even a few Asian chicks but it just isn't the same. I need a Black female in my life and I want her dominant, thank you very much.
They say that when you're out there looking for females they can practically smell that on you and they avoid you like the plague. When you're not looking or when you just don't care, females come to you. Brothers, this is one hundred percent true. I go to Carleton University and I hang around the library all the time. I see a lot of females go by and honestly, I was starting to wonder how come I wasn't getting any. I mean, I'm not a bad-looking dude. I am not shy when it comes to talking females so I was wondering what the fuck was going on, you know?
I mean, I saw hot chicks walking around with dudes a lot worse off than I am in the face and body department. Then I realized it wasn't about that. A man's confidence attracts a female, more than money or good looks. Yup, that shit is true! When something's not working, you either give up or improvise. I was walking around the grocery store in my neighborhood the other day when I saw a cutie. A fine-looking Black chick with a cute face and a nice, round booty. She looked good in the green and Black uniform that her employer makes her wear.
I smiled at her as I walked by and she smiled back. When I finished shopping, I went to the counter where she was working and flirted with her a bit as I took out my Scotia Bank debit card to pay for my purchases. Her name tag read Orillia Joseph, which was an intriguing name for sure. This broad got Haitian written all over her, and I like my Haitian females. I pointed out how unique her name was before I told her mine, and told her that if she wanted to find a better-paying job, she should holler at me. I'm a supervisor with a security company. We got locations all over Toronto, Hamilton, Ottawa and Gatineau. I make twenty dollars an hour driving around a company car, checking alarms in buildings and shit, and I collect a nice fat pay check every two weeks. Not bad for a twenty-year-old Black man living in lily-White Ottawa, eh?
Now, when you give a female your number instead of taking hers, that shit isn't a good idea. Women take forever to make up their minds on anything. That's why I was kind of surprised when Orillia called me that same night, and told me that she was definitely interested, in the job and in me. Now, I met her Sunday and by Tuesday I was taking her to the nearby movie theater where we caught the movie The Butler. Now, historical flicks charged with racial issues aren't my usual thing but I had fun watching that movie. Oprah rocks and Forest Whitaker is an amazing actor, I got much respect for the two of them.
