In college, I had an African American professor who slept with his students or took them on dates in the hope of sleeping with them. He was a likable, charming dude, aside from being deeply color struck (the students he pursued were always white girls, white-passing Black girls, biracial or light-skinned Black, Desi, Ethiopian, or Somali girls.) As one of the dark-skinned girls outside the scope of his predilection, I grew resentful. It wasn’t good or healthy attention, but I assumed it resulted in easy As for the light-skinned girls.
All Alone in Their White Girl Pain
All Alone in Their White Girl Pain
All Alone in Their White Girl Pain
In college, I had an African American professor who slept with his students or took them on dates in the hope of sleeping with them. He was a likable, charming dude, aside from being deeply color struck (the students he pursued were always white girls, white-passing Black girls, biracial or light-skinned Black, Desi, Ethiopian, or Somali girls.) As one of the dark-skinned girls outside the scope of his predilection, I grew resentful. It wasn’t good or healthy attention, but I assumed it resulted in easy As for the light-skinned girls.