Hey, there. My name is Lea Shanks and I'm a six-foot-tall, red-haired and gray-eyed Irishwoman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Like many people in this world, I lead a double life. By day, I am a professor of psychology at my alma mater Champion City College, a small, four-year public school located in downtown Brockton. There are lots of African-American, Haitian, Jamaican, Asian and Hispanic students and staff members on campus. And I feel just great about that. Diversity is a good thing. It's what's best for America.
These days, there are eleven thousand students at Champion City College. The student body is fifty two percent female and forty nine percent minority, which is cool. When I went there in the early 1990s, the student body was eighty percent white. And mostly male. Champion City College used to be an all-female school. It went coed in 1982. These days, there are a lot of young women on campus and I like the change. Champion City College is still an athletic powerhouse, sponsoring women's varsity softball, basketball, cross country, soccer, equestrian, field hockey, swimming, volleyball, golf and tennis along with men's varsity baseball, football, basketball, cross country, soccer, swimming, volleyball, golf and tennis.
There are lots of pretty women on campus. Black women. Asian women. Hispanic women. I try to recruit lots of black women into the sorority which I'm a faculty liaison to. Mostly because I love dark-skinned women. Especially black women. Of course, I can't let anybody among the faculty know that. Even though the Commonwealth of Massachusetts is one of the most liberal states in the country, the administration of my school is pretty conservative. They wouldn't like having openly gay faculty around. They fired an old gay guy named Jerome Stanwood last year. He was caught looking at gay erotica with a male student in his office.
Since that incident, Champion City College has become draconian in its enforcement of rules and codes of behavior. Personally, I could care less what they think. I still do my thing no matter what. I keep my closet door locked tight, though. At night, I become something my friends and co-workers would hardly recognize. A whip-smart bisexual dominatrix who's very much into race play. I like to dominate women and men in a racial context. Mostly, I like to play the role of the dominant white female plantation owner while a submissive person, usually a black woman, plays the role of my slave. It's just wicked fun. And I love doing it. It's just the way I get down. A lot of people cry foul over this particular fetish but many people, including black men and black women, are secretly into race play.
Take my co-worker Maria for example. She's a light-skinned woman of Cape Verdean descent. The Cape Verdeans are a unique people from Africa. Descended from African ladies whom the Portuguese conquerors took as their concubines. There are a lot of them in Brockton. Oddly enough, they don't consider themselves black even though their ancestors are African. Rather, they often declare themselves to be Portuguese. Give me a break. They're the most arrogant minorities I've ever known. Seriously. They think they're all that. Yeah, they get on my nerves. I get along fine with blacks, Asians and Hispanics. Most of the Cape Verdeans I've met were so self-centered it's not even funny.