Tall, dark, strong but gentle with touch. He's my man and i love him much. We have so much in common and that is true drinkin, playing spades and reneging too. I love this man he is my best friend. We goin ride this ride till the end. He does his thing and I do mine, We go our seperate ways but always still find time. He loves me the way I am suppose to be loved. 2:00 in the morning when I get off I still get my back rubbed. Now I'm not going to sit here and say that everything is all gravy when it ain't. Yes we have been through our trials and tribulations, If I tell you, you just might faint. But for me to say he's not a good man, I can't. It took me awhile to find this one. But I never gave up hope and believe me the trial was not fun. Word from the wise when you get one hold one to him. cause once I found mine I knew that there was more of them.