The name is Catherine O'Neill. I'm a six-foot-tall, good-looking, blonde-haired and gray-eyed young white woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm athletic, short-haired and tattooed. The toughest Butch Chick this side of New England. I attend Antoine College, a historically black private school with a student body of thirty eight hundred persons. This is the setting of my adventures. Sixty eight percent of the student body is of African-American descent. Hispanics and Asians make up twenty percent and Caucasians make up the remaining twelve percent. A lot of my friends and family members were surprised when I chose Antoine College, New England's only four-year private school which caters mainly to African-Americans. I like collegiate diversity. And I like to make friends across racial and gender lines. It's who I am. Antoine College is my new home and I like it.
The school was quite friendly, and its dedication to both academics and athletics was quite wondrous to behold. Antoine College fields varsity teams in men's and women's basketball, men's baseball, women's softball, men's and women's golf, men's and women's soccer, women's volleyball, men's football, men's and women's cross country, men's and women's swimming, men's and women's track & field and men's and women's wrestling. They compete in the NCAA Division Two. I joined the women's wrestling team because I've been a varsity wrestler for a long time now. I was on the men's wrestling team back at Brockton Community High School. Good times. The captain of the women's wrestling team at Antoine College was none other than Karina Brown. Daughter of Antoine College Director of Athletics Karl Brown. This gal was something else. Six feet two inches tall, curvy and big-bottomed, with dark brown skin, pale brown eyes and long black hair. An authentic African-American Amazon. I fell in love with her the moment I laid eyes on her. How could I not? Her cute face, curvy body and big round ass were simply irresistible!
So I set out to seduce the lovely Karina Brown. Unfortunately, this was easier said than done. We didn't travel in the same circles. This tall, sexy young black woman was considered royalty on campus. She walked around with a flock of young women who adored her. Young men were intimidated both by her height and her athletic prowess. I very much wanted this sexy young black woman in my bed. I was pretty much a loner on campus. It seems that the more diverse a school is, the more people tend to stick with those who look like them. I didn't subscribe to that outdated way of looking at the universe. My best friend on campus, Tamara Ling, is an Asian gal. I didn't have any white female friends. Don't know why. Those on campus simply weren't feeling me. Whatever.
I started approaching the lovely Karina Brown casually, whenever I saw her alone. During practice, she mostly wrestled with chicks from her own weight class. She's a 230-pound gal. I'm in the 205-pound weight class. She didn't do much more than say hello to me when she saw me. Life on campus was okay for the most part. I was a bit lonely but whatever. My obsession with the lovely Karina Brown became all-consuming. We had some of the same classes, which worked well for my stalking needs. I once followed her into the local YWCA. The sight of this tall, big and absolutely beautiful black woman in a bright red bikini absolutely turned me on. It was a sight you had to see in order to believe. I'd never seen such beauty before. Sexy black women are something else. If I wanted her before, I craved her even more now.
I followed Karina Brown, hoping to discover her secrets. Everyone's got something to hide. No matter how dull or boring they may seem. Take my parents, Edward and Peggy O'Neill for example. To the untrained eye, they seem like just another boring Irish couple living in suburban America. And that's where the deception begins. They're swingers, you see. My mother's got a thing for busty brunette women and my father swings both ways. He's bisexual. Mom knows and she's cool with it. Yeah, my uptight, middle-class Irish-American Catholic parents are swingers. Now you've seen just about everything. Yeah, I was determined to discover something about the straight-laced Karina Brown which she might not want the world to know about. And in time, I did discover it. Karina was seeing a shrink to deal with some personal issues of hers. Sounds juicy. I wonder what kind of personal issues she's working through. Her shrink, the good doctor Alexandra Grant is one of the top psychiatrists out there. I approached the good doctor to find out a bit more about what's going on with the lovely Karina Brown.
A lot of doctors like to take their work home with them. And if you want to understand any shrink, look at whatever he or she chooses to treat. Alcoholics and recovering alcoholics ( among the psychiatric community ) often choose to treat men and women with similar conditions. Either that or they avoid them like the plague. I accosted the good doctor Alexandra Grant while she was at a diner. From the way she looked at me, I sensed that she was a dyke. I took a good look at the good doctor. Five-foot-ten, curvy, with dark brown skin, short spiky black hair and bronze eyes. Mid-forties. Wedding band. Seems a little too comfortable around other women. More so than any heterosexual woman, that's for bloody sure. I flirted with the good doctor at the diner, and bought her a drink or three. Before you knew it, she was spilling her guts to me. Talking about her marriage to one Matthew Simpson, a handsome African-American lawyer she met while attending Howard University. She even brought up her sons, Jerome and Jeremiah. They were both college freshmen. Then she talked about her patients, whom she referred to as a bunch of maniacs. Oh, my. Quite a mouth she's got on her, huh? I can't believe my beloved Karina Brown is paying a woman like this to listen to her. She doesn't need this quack. She's got me.
