"THAT DAY" Part 1

Yes “That Day” that unavoidable day in every playas life when the game finally catches up with him…it’s bound to happen and it’s basically unavoidable…you can only keep up the façade for so long and eventually it will catch up with you. For me that day came back in the Summer of 1991...I was a Junior at Howard University…The Mecca…The cream of the crop the party school!!! In fact I was one of the more popular playas on campus always on the move so no one really knew what Black Hawk was up to…I had ran my game smooth for a good part of 3 years and outside of a few glitches in my program I really had it down pat. See despite what you may think…Black Hawk was not always Black Hawk…in fact 5 years prior to these days I was more like a “White Dove”…lol…The woman who had captured my heart was Sweet P (see 6-21-86) and trust me she had all of my heart during those days. See up till then Black Hawk (I should say White Dove) was never really sure of himself I always thought I looked funny and was really shy and shit…the opposite sex scarred me and it showed…but Sweet P showed me some interest and making a long story short we hooked up.

Well things were pretty damn cool for the first year or so and then one day during the summer of ‘87 Sweet P made a crucial mistake. She took my naivety and sweetness for granted and lied to me and went out with some other dude! Damn, how could Sweet P have done such a thing to a nice young innocent, loyal dude such as myself….well needless to say I waited outside her house like a dude does (you see Will Smith in that movie Hitch…well u rem when he waited in the rain for old girl who was getting her groove on with some guy in the car…well that was me back in those days)…The next day after my embarrassing confrontation with Sweet P let’s just say her Uncle R pulled me up and schooled me real good…He let me know that although he loved his niece there were to many ladies out there to be doing stupid shit like that….BANG…it all happened at once the light bulb went off in my head and from that point on White Dove was being transformed into Black Hawk.

Let me back up a little…rem I said I never thought that I was all that attractive to ladies and shit so I was happy with what I had in Sweet P and grateful that she would like me…well my eyes were opened up a little a few months earlier when Sweet P invited me to go on a Bus Trip down to Howard U. for a college tour the previous year…you see my only reason for going on the tour was so that I could spend some time with Sweet P and shit…you know the possibilities that can come about when your on a Bus tour and shit (nothing popped off though…damn). However, when I arrived on the Mecca’s campus my eyes and nose were opened up for shit I never knew existed…sistas were all over …I mean nice faces, pretty eyes, nice hair and need I say bodies of LIFE!!!! Well while others teamed up and walked around the “Yard” as the students call it, I decided to do my solo thing and not get all caught up looking like a eager beaver H.S. student…well it was during one of my strolls across the yard when I saw a group of Black GODDESSES walking toward me…I was tongue tied because I could see that they were all checking me out…not knowing what to say but also not wanting to look totally stupid I just returned the stares and kept my easy stride…I figured if I continued to do what I had been doing then I couldn’t fail since they were already checking me out anyway…well what happened next changed my life…this group of Ebony Queens pulled out their cameras (note…back in those days there were no digital cameras so if someone took a picture then they really wanted it because you couldn’t view and then delete…smile) and started taking pictures of me and shit I mean all of them…then they turned around as I continued to walk by and said thank you!!!! I mean they were thanking me for taking my picture!!!! Was I dreaming or something….then on top of that they all were saying how fine I was and shit…I could have nutted on myself right there…but I kept my composure and just said thank you in my telephone voice (I would learn later on that ladies always liked how sweet I sounded on the phone)….Well needless to say when I arrived back home in NJ I told Ma Dukes that I wanted to go to Howard University….See up to this point the Mecca wasn’t even on my list…I had looked at Rutgers, Seton Hall, Grambling (cuz went there), Morehouse, Hampton, University of Hawaii (dream spot but never would have gone anyway), Kean College and got accepted to all the schools but in my mind there was only one place for me to be and that was at the Mecca, Howard University, Washington, DC, The Nations Capital!!!!

Well needless to say that’s where I ended up and ole Sweet P well she was right down the road at Hampton U (the fake H.U…..lol) Side note: Sweet P’s folks told her to tell me that she was going to Spellman in the hopes that I would go to Morehouse…like they thought I was basing my shit off of where she was going….yeah right…they really didn’t like me that much since I was from the projects and shit and didn’t want their little girl messing with a project dude…but hey that’s another story.
Upon my arrival at H.U. it took me a semester or two before I got the game down pat…always be discreet with your shit and you could have as much as you wanted on this campus….and I mean the quality of the ladies was exceptional…I would say by my 2nd year I was a natural and knew that the ladies liked what they saw…it got so bad that my boys would come up to me and beg me to slow down…shit I use to pray that I would get to sleep in my bed by myself most of the times…I was in dream land and to make it even better everybody knew that my lady Sweet P was out of town, but when she came to visit all bets were off she was the priority and if you gave me some shit about it then ur azz was cut and cut quick!!! My boys never understood how Black Hawk could turn into a White Dove whenever Sweet P would come visit, but despite what had transpired Sweet P always had a special hold on me (her being my first and all, and then she knew more about White Dove aka Black Hawk that others didn’t)…
Well as I said life was good for me by the time my Junior year rolled around…I had accumulated a nice repertoire of ladies the fellas on campus gave me my props for how I carried my shit and the ladies well the ladies were just easy taking…Well then it happened Black Hawk came upon The Educated Diva from money earning Mount Vernon…she was different then the others that I had laid claim to at the Mecca and before I knew it I was spanking that azz on a regular and hanging out with her on the yard and shit…something I never did before…Now mind you I still had Sweet P down in VA (well actually she had left Hampton and was now back at home in NJ…but once again that’s another story) but her visits to HU had started to become few and far between which left room for The Educated Diva to take hold…see for all you young folks back then you didn’t have IM, cell phones, video chat, not even the world wide web…so it was important to write and visit one another and Sweet P had felt her hand was secure and therefore cut back on all the little shit she use to do in the past…Well Educated Diva was all for that and then some…she filled the void that Sweet P had left open for long periods of time and not to mention she was sexing a brother up big time…I mean anywhere and all the time the lady wanted some and let me know that her punany was all mine anytime!!!!

Before I knew it Educated Diva was taking all my time and I must confess I was liking it…there was only one thing unlike the other ladies at HU I had neglected to ever tell Educated Diva about Sweet P because I never thought it would get this far…well this would always be on my mind…When I had finally met Educated Divas folks (who by the way were wonderful people who always treated me right and was pleased that there daughter had chosen a mate like me) her Dad would allow me to call him Mr. B, and her mom and sister would always tease me and say he must really like you because everyone else has to call him Dr. B…Her Mom would hook me up with a job over in the city and shit for the Summer in a nice office (and I didn’t even have to interview)….and both her dad and sis would write my prescriptions for my medication whenever I needed them…damn life was good with these folks and it made me want Educated Diva even more….but always in the back of my mind was Sweet P…although we had grown apart over the years we still stayed together despite all the obstacles…however I must admit that our relationship was very strained and distant…her folks couldn’t stand me, her brother (who was a big player himself ) barely ever talked to me, I would ask myself why am I still here? This question would constantly churn through my head….my boys would ask me why you stay. They would ride me about all the woman I had gone through on that campus, but I still stayed with Sweet P!
Well the call came one day from Sweet P asking if she could move down to DC with me…see I had finally got my own apartment for the first time and was starting to furnish it pretty good, I had some $$ in my pocket for the first time and nice threads in my closet and so my shit was sort of rolling real good….I would have get together at my place on a regular and we would stay up all night and shit and party hearty…then Sweet P called and asked could she move in with me from NJ….w/o even thinking about it I said yes (WHY DID I DO THAT…DUMB ASS!!!) see I Loved this lady blindly and if she asked me to suck my own dick I probably would have…she had a hold on me that was hard to break lose from…so I said yes and we made plans for her to move to DC to be with me!! Well needless to say one night while hanging with my boys Gizmo, Poupon, and J Young, after knocking down more ladies to add to our trophy chest we decided to go and grab something to eat at the Wendy’s on NY Ave. (see it stayed open all night back then)…it was here that I told them that I was letting Sweet P move into my apt…well u should have saw/heard them say I was crazy for that and what was I going to tell Educated Diva….DAMN Educated Diva I had forgotten all about her…see this was during the summer so Educated Diva was back home in NY doing her thing…rem I told u this was way before cell phones, IM, e-mail, and the www…so we hadn’t really talked to each other that much…but she would write me a great deal and profess her Love for me and shit…I told my boys that I was so tired of playing the field like I had been doing with Educated Diva and Sweet P for the past 1 ½ years and that’s why I think I just agreed to let Sweet P move in with me…knowing that eventually shit would hit the fan.

See I must say that I was really really tired of doing this shit because in between trying to keep my lies straight between these two I was still doing my run of the new crop of campus beauties that would grace the yard as the weather got better and it was just becoming tiresome…I had tried on many occasions to break up with Educated Diva. I would start arguments just to argue and hope that she would get so mad at me that she would just say fuck it and be gone…but she never did…she would just say to herself what can she do to make things better…well needless to say that made me feel like shit even more because really she never did anything to warrant the type of shit I was putting her through…when I say she was a loyal, loving, caring, person I could be before GOD almighty himself and say it with a clear conscious…I can recall telling Educated Diva at one time that you ever think it was the right thing at the wrong time? She didn’t catch what I meant by it but later on she would…