It was with a certain amount of shame and fear that I confronted my own penchant for women. About a year ago, when these feelings came in strong, I would try to will myself to be interested in boys - Marriage, children, all that stuff. That was normal, right? The kind of feelings I was having seemed to me perverted.
But that was alleviated some when Judy came out to me, two months ago. She told me of an experience she had with a girl named Tabitha, who was an older friend of her sister's.
The three of them had been drinking, and Judy's sister drank too much, and eventually retreated into her room to sleep.
Judy and Tabitha got to talking, and the conversation quickly made it's way to sex. Judy confessed that she believed she was a lesbian, but had no hard assurances of such. Tabitha took advantage of the opportunity, and introduced her to the art of cunnilingus.
Since then, Judy has been outspokenly gay, and I envy her for it. But like she was, I'm nervous about whether the feelings I have are "true".
Clearly, what I need to do is orchestrate some form of assurance: If I can actually have sex with a girl, well then - I think that should pretty well erase any doubt.
But the real question for me now is: How am I supposed to supposed to orchestrate a sapphic tryst? |