Untitled Me

I knew I am a lesbian since I was 10, because I wanted to smell adult women so bad….

Years ago I joined one super church (where all the members are super Christian), well, not to be judgmental, the people there are super judgmental.

But then there is this church drummer, now a 32 years old Joan-Jett-style drummer…she is super touchy to most of the younger girls there and all the touchy, caring behavior I do suspect as lesbianism in masquerading.

C’mon Short Spiky Hair , Big Buckle Belt, Converse (bi-curious) shoes, Drum-beating

OH So Lesbian.

I am so sad if my aunts aren’t felling loved

I saw a picture of a hot men in white shirt and another picture of a girl in a black dress..

Darn, I hissed louder having eyegasm seeing the girl picture and no reaction to the picture of the guy who might be my future husband…..so gay…

I am anorexic and my weekend is ruined because the scale isn’t cooperating.

My mother thinks I am a virgin And if they say lesbian sex isn’t sex then I am indeed. I never have sex…..DRINKKKKKKKK

1. I had a crush on my English teacher

2. I flirted with my Germany teacher

3. I slept with my French teacher

4. I was in a relationship with my Chinese PA-Translator

5. I sexually dominated my Arabic business affiliate

6. I had few casual sex partners who are Argentinian, Brazilian and Italian

And my mother tongue are non of above languages….

Herstory

1. I had an interest with a fellow classmate of mine, of whom she was the popular kid and I was an underdog. I was in my primary school year 4 *about 12??? But it didn’t last long until…

2. I started to have sexual banter with my English teacher who is about 10 years older than I was.

3. I had a crush with my Germany teacher who is married with one daughter. I did flirted her and she made me her favorite student.

4. I had my official girl friend when I was 15, she was a freshly graduated college girl. It was innocuous affection (call her “W”). We made mix tape for each other, sending snail mails, exchanging pin-ups, magazine, post cards and stuff. We held hands playing “spot the difference” at the theme park.

5. Until it was not innocuous….we slept together……….and we both didn’t plan or prepare it causing such a haunting effect….she fled and disappear from my life for 10 years (more stories of “W”)

6. Missing her so much, I attended her college, visited the place we went to before, and at the same time I met a married woman.

7. A married woman who is also my Canadian-French lecturer (call her R). Whom I hooked up with after spending a lot of time together learning French the language (and that French too…with lips and tongues), rock-climbing (and rocking each other), and playing tennis. R was one of the most sexually attractive woman I have ever known in my life and on the shell she looks perfect, has a perfect family, but…cheating on her family with me and ethically violated lecturer-student relationship make her less perfect? Well, I didn’t care.

Because if true love was painful, then let aberration be my fun.

8. We kinda broke off after 3 years, when R planned to have her second baby, well I was too low on sperm so I backed off.

9. Then I met a mediocre looking Taiwanese girl, who call herself Tina to simplify her complicated Chinese name. It was fun in the beginning. It was easy with her. Until she wanted me out of closet and moved in with her.

I could not take the pressure because ironically I was a certain worship leader at one certainly big church. I just could not be out.

10. Until I was done out there, mom wanted me to move in home back. So, it ended my lezzie life. Well, once in a while out of town I would have some meaningless shags. Until W, my so called first love reappear in my life, inviting me to her wedding ceremony (straight wedding fyi)….but we rekindle the flames when we met up………………….

which brings to eventually……………….she left the guy for me and we live happily ever after - go to sperm bank -make our babies she married the guy and walked down the aisles while I sat beside my guy date cheering for them, wishing them a happy new life thinking of how great our sex was.

Yeah, a bigamist I am

Yeah, a closeted lesbian I am

All I know about men and boys are from my female lovers…………