My name is Caitlin Mendel. A five-foot-ten, lean, blonde-haired and green-eyed, deeply nerdy Irishwoman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm a student at Saint Marcus College, a local two-year school, and these days, life is okay. I like the way the school is looking this year. Forty two percent of the eight-thousand-person student body is of African-American, Haitian, Jamaican, Hispanic or Asian descent. I'm a supporter of diversity in American higher education because I'm an open-minded person. I've also got a weakness for sexy Black women and I love to see them walking around. With their cute faces, great bodies and terrific bottoms, they're simply irresistible to this nerdy white lesbian.
Take my classmate Eleanor Jean-Joseph for example. Six feet two inches tall, thick-bodied and big-bottomed. She's dark-skinned and lovely, just the way I like my women. Unfortunately, I always saw Eleanor in the company of some of her jock friends. I'm not very athletic, though I do work out occasionally. I can't throw a ball to save my life. I'm just nerdy, with thick glasses to match. Seriously, I think everybody knows I'm a nerd. Hell, dead people probably know I'm a nerd. I watch the Science Fiction channel religiously, and subscribe to various anime magazines. I've got Star Wars posters and Marvel comic books all over my bedroom. I subscribe to the magazine Scientific American and various Chess magazines. Oh, and last but not least, I major in Computer Science. So frigging nerdy.
I didn't think Eleanor, captain of the women's basketball team would notice someone like me. The nerdy gay white chick. Eleanor's friends were all popular athletes. Her cousin Paula was captain of the women's Volleyball team. Her older sister Nancy used to be on the Saint Marcus College women's soccer team, and now she plays for Northeastern University. Her uncle Daryl Jean-Joseph is coach of the men's and women's Track and field teams. Yeah, it seems her friends and family members had the sports gene. I suck at sports. Seriously. I make that nerdy guy Steve on Family Matters look downright athletic. What could someone like Eleanor possibly see in someone like me? Luckily, I was wrong about her. Not only was Eleanor secretly gay, but she also had a thing for white chicks. How about that? I never would have guessed.
Since we had some classes together, I got to know her a little better. Eleanor was very smart and friendly. One time, we ran into each other at the library and had an enlightening conversation. I asked her out and she said yes, after promising me we'd be discreet. I've been out as a gay white female nerd since I was in high school, but Eleanor came from a religious family so I understood her need for discretion. We began seeing each other on the down low, as she liked to call it. We would have dinner together at Westgate Mall's Chinese restaurant and also shop together. We drove to Randolph Cinema and caught that awesome movie, Nine. Yeah, she was cool. Surprisingly, we had a lot in common.
Like me, Eleanor had always known she was gay. However, she never told anyone. Her father Peterson Jean-Joseph was the minister of Brockton's largest Haitian-American church and he was not known for his tolerance of gays and lesbians. Her mother Helen Jean-Joseph was a well-known Christian fiction author and a professor at Boston College, our state's well-known Catholic university. And her brother Jason, who returned home recently from Iraq was a state police officer and minister-in-training. Yes, Eleanor had many good reasons to hide her lesbian tendencies from her deeply conservative family. That's why she hung out with so many guys on campus. People assumed one of them was her boyfriend and didn't suspect that she was gay. When she told me all this, she looked so sad. I leaned closer and kissed her deeply. My sexy crush kissed me back passionately, and it was a magical kiss.
