Early in high school I became obsessed with my female classmate. She let me hug her and kiss her cheek, and held hands with me. She would tell me not to do queer things. On a dare at an IHOP she kissed my mouth and I kissed her back. Mouth kissing was definitely for queer girls so we said we were queer.

In college I fell in with a queer girl who was a journalist major. She was an activist and I was outed by her. My next two relationships were with girls.

I was working at a major hotel and I met a man. Something about him kept me texting, emailing, phone conversations. After several months I agreed to see him at a restaurant. His kiss on my cheek, his fingers on my hand and my cheek, his words, I was only thinking of him and even contemplated that he was going to screw me.

Once screwed, I became his girlfriend and moved in with him. I got pregnant as soon as I moved in.

Certain celebrities turn me on, I dream of meeting them. The ones I feel a connection with are out lesbians or bi.

He isn't into open relationships, so I have nowhere to live out my dream relationships.

I am probably bi, the right girl could steal me. But I don't think the man in my life will let me go.

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