White men in Africa. Although they come in a large variety of flavours, backgrounds and intentions, there is one thing they all have in common, at least in the view of the girls I am referring to. White men equal money. If you manage to hook one of those guys, you're guaranteed a handsome income, a comfortable house with a swimming pool, probably river-side and a Landcruiser not more than five years old. You'll never have to struggle in life again!
And so there they are; the unlikely couples of whites over sixty and the mini-skirt beauties of barely twenty years old, quite often with the girl pushing a pram carrying the results of their unlikely passion. It's truly not a very uncommon sight at all. The men in question would never even dare to look at a girl that age in their countries of origin, simply because they know they wouldn't have the smallest possible fraction of a chance. But in these areas, colour counts and you can be a Don Juan no matter your age, looks or crutches. And many men actually make use of the advances by these girls. Many of the girls however soon find out that they're merely being used as fast-food; they become a quick juicy bite before being discarded.
