I believe you. I am 30 now, but in High School, there was a SMOKING HOT black girl in my AP English class that sprinted on the team. Since our track team was rather large, we rarely worked out on the track, so I knew her more from class than I did from the track team.
When I tell you she was hot, I cannot even begin to describe it. I a not normally into black women, but she had it all. I also should say that I am very white. I am an upper middle-class jock. Soccer, Track and XC in High School. XC and Track in college. Drove a Jeep Grand Cherokee and wore tailored khakis with polos/button downs to school most days.
Anyway, one day as we were leaving the classroom, she had her friend ask me if I would date a black girl. I said maybe, and walked to class with this girl. She was super nice, had an ass that would break my nuts, and the cutest face. She asked if we could do something some time. Asked ME out, essentially. I said i had a girlfriend. I did not.
I cannot explain why I did that. I am not a racist, I thought she was gorgeous. I just felt like I wouldn't be able to make her happy. I didn't have the confidence.
So weird.