Sometimes, people say that I am a lust-filled slut. Like most Butch women. Well, I say I'm not. Being a Butch woman doesn't mean I chase anything in a skirt. I chase hot women because I want to. Pure and simple. The name is Theresa McDowell. A six-foot-tall, green-eyed, blonde-haired and alabaster-skinned Irishwoman living in the City of Nepean, Province of Ontario. Nepean is a suburb of Ottawa. The Capital region of Canada is one of the most boring places on the planet, nothing like my native town of Galway in Ireland. Oh, well. That's why I have to make my own twisted brand of fun. Don't know what I'm talking about yet? Pretty soon you will.
Right now, I'm having some fun with the lovely Miranda Tabonye. A tall, sexy and chubby, gorgeously dark-skinned and big-bottomed Black woman from the Republic of Nigeria. She's a Professor of Engineering at Carleton University in the City of Ottawa and also a closet bisexual. Her husband, Ethiopian-born Canadian television actor and best-selling author Paul Lawrence Ahmed and the rest of their family don't know this about her. What a surprise. Another married woman who sleeps with women behind her husband's back. Wow. I'm almost completely indifferent. I just wanted a hot slut to fuck and lately, Black women have tickled my fancy. Especially sexy, big-bottomed and very dark-skinned Black women like Miranda Tabonye.
Miranda is lying in my bed while licking my sweet pussy in my tiny apartment near Baseline Station. My hands and feet are tied to the bed. I know, not exactly the position you expect a Butch Irish lesbian to be in but whatever. I am curious about sexual submission and the five-foot-nine, 200-pound and absolutely dominant African mama is exactly what the doctor ordered. She is so good at eating pussy it's almost scary. How we met is actually a funny thing. I'm taking Criminal Justice courses at nearby Algonquin College. I work as a Security Practitioner in the Carling Avenue area of Ottawa but want to work for the Ministry of Corrections someday. It pays better, or so I'm told. Miranda's daughter Astrid Ahmed is one of my classmates at Algonquin College. I'm thirty years old in a class full of students in their early twenties and Astrid Ahmed is the only person who befriended me.
I've always had a thing for sexy Black women. And I don't hide it. My parents know I'm queer and that I worship Black women. Hell, I think even strangers on the street know that I'm gay and into Black chicks. My Serena Williams T-shirts and GLBT headbands are a dead giveaway. I love Black chicks. It started when I was a student at the Galway-Mayo Institute of Technology. Ireland is an odd choice of a place to meet a hot Black woman but bear with me. What most of you don't know is that the major Irish cities of Galway and Dublin are becoming quite diverse these days. We have thousands of African, Asian and Arabic immigrants. One of my professors at Galway-Mayo Tech was an exquisitely beautiful, University of Massachusetts-educated African-American woman named Madeline Okafor. Unfortunately for me, Miss Okafor was married to a hunky Black man and one hundred percent heterosexual. Still, my lust for Black women never went away. In fact, it only intensified. I seem to get crushes on sexy Black women left and right these days.
And I am kind of glad about it. So it's no surprise that Astrid Ahmed caught my eye. The five-foot-eleven, lean and athletic young Black woman with the deep brown skin and neatly braided dreadlocks looked simply hot. And she was one of the best students in the classroom. Our professors at Algonquin College are a bunch of Quebec bozos and they don't like us English-speakers. The very bilingual ( and possibly bisexual) Astrid Ahmed helped me out a lot. I was fascinated by Astrid Ahmed. I find the immigrants of Ottawa to be a lively, fascinating bunch. The Canadians of European descent are for the most part boring, dull and covertly bigoted behind their fake smiles. The immigrants from Africa, Asia, the Caribbean, the Middle East and Latin America are really cool people. They're several degrees friendlier and more humane than the so-called mainstream Canadians. That's why I hung out mostly with immigrants.
