I found out I had a girl problem in the tenth grade, but she did not return the favor. My class counselor saw that I was despondent over her and broached the subject, very gently. “For some girls living another girl is all they know”, and she opened up and shared with me when she knew that only another girl would do.
By my senior year we were lovers, and I stayed in town to go to school. Over the college years we kept our behavior secret, not only because, well you know, not everyone wants to know that for you it’s all about T&A and not how hung some guy is.
I degreed in Fine Arts and followed my dream and starved, I had to live at home with a part time job. A lady friend of my mother’s let me know, of the lonely frustrated life awaited for a girl like me who never married. Time to grow up, suck a man’s cock and get married. She knew just the man for me. He was looking for a virgin womb and home skills. I could brush up on toilet cleaning and cooking.
I was married three months later, and he put my womb to work. He told me frankly he knew about ‘her’, and as long as we kept it in the closet he wouldn’t interfere. Just don’t embarrass him or his family.
