Partially copy pasted from the "Would you date a racist?" thread.
Sure [R33]! Not really positive how much traction it would get so I'll spill what I know here. I'd call her now but she passed only a couple years back. From what I understand she was involved in the NYC club scene in the early to mid 70s, and that's how she met him. They were together on and off for two years. She said the sex was alright (she was pretty frank and funny) but what really turned her off him was the slick comments he made about black people/non-white people in general. It confused her because most of the music he played was blues/rock and we all know who pioneered those genres.
When she broke it off he basically called her every name under the sun and threatened her. Not sure if he said n*gger but most likely he was thinking it. For those curious she had dark skin, wideish nose, kinda on the short side,a little bit thick, and had like, a 10 inch fro in those days. Really was an amazing woman with lots of stories to tell (yes I miss her!). Feel free to ask questions maybe it'll jog my bad memory. I'm only half joking.
And by together I mean fucked every time he was in town for two years.
Well she said it was a pretty good length. "Good length" means different things to different people of course but judging by his height and build (not always reliable) I'd say it was big(gish).
The sex was alright she explained because he kinda starfished it. Not her exact words but you know what I mean. He just expected her to do all the work I guess. Anddd he was on heroin/speed/coke/whatever else for most of the 70s so...
Other stories... Touching herself while Marvin Gaye was performing on TV in the late 60s, her mother catching her and then kicking her out. A few years later her and her best friend semi stalk him every time they get word he's in LA. (This is before she moved to NY)
Interrupts Joan Baez singing some sad song at a relaxed house party high off her ass. She arrived hours late. Joan makes some snide comment to her and my aunt and her go back and forth before she's asked to leave.
Sly from Sly and the Family Stone offering her to join his err...harem. Said no (couldn't be me!)
Cussing out Diana Ross in a night club, drunk as fuck, for leaving the Supremes. She discovered later she couldn't hear her as the music was too loud.
Sort of a wild child but calmed down in her later years.