First, while I love my husband dearly, he just does not do it for me sexually, so I cheat. I cheat frequently and aggressively, despite my religious beliefs and church involvement. I need other men in my life, and I go with both black and white men, equal opportunity. I am very discreet and my husband never knows anything about my affairs or flings, and I cause him no embarrassment. None. Second, because I'm black and he's white, the risk of a "surprise" mixed-race baby is non-existent. As a result, once I get to know my partners and their histories, and once we get tested together and prove that we're both clean, I let them ride me bareback. In fact, I demand that. I demand it because I love the feeling of real meat and real cream, and because I love being pregnant. I've had six children and although they have all been born during my marriage to my white husband and his name appears as "father" on all the birth certificates, only one of the six is actually his biological child. The other five were fathered by five different men, three black and two white. My husband often marvels at how different our children all are (especially the one who is sooooo dark, even darker than me), even though three of them do bear some resemblance to me. None of them look like my husband, not even the one that is his biological child. The reason I raise this, however, is statistical. All six of my children are considered legitimate, but five of them are in reality illegitimate. And I know for a fact that I'm not the only woman in this position: I have three black female friends who have done similar things, though not to the same degree. Thus, the statistics are misleading. There are more bastards (I know that word is used pejoratively, but I truly, truly LOVE the word) in the world than anybody knows.