In the pet thread I posted that there was this black cat in my alley that I had been feeding from time to time but couldn't get near.  Tonight I heard him crying outside so I went out with some food.  He kept his distance but didn't run away.  After he finished eating he just layed down.  He also kept meowing his head off.  He also kept coming closer but just far enough away so I couldn't reach him.  I could tell this was the turning point.  I opened my basement door and walked in.  After 5 or 10 minutes I saw him at the door.  He walked in, walked out, walked in again.  After he got far enough I closed the door.  He was not happy and started crying but didn't go wild.  He went and hid in the garage.  I brought him more food and water, litter and a bed.  He came out and ate the whole bowl of food and then went to hide again.  I gave him his space and went back to check on him later.  He came out from the garage and slowly came up to me.  After that, the love broke loose.  It was unbelieveable!  He started rubbing against me and purring and even curling his toes!  I finally was able to tell that he definitely is a male (intact).  
Then he wouldn't leave me alone :)  He is jet black and beautiful.  I now need to get him into a carrier and to the vet.  He needs the works and I'm sure he has fleas too.  
The thing is, now I've taken him on but I can't keep him.  I plan on getting him all the vet care he needs and now that I know how loveable he is, he can be adopted.  Wilma of course is not happy.  She keeps sitting by the basement door with her tail ten feet around  ;D