Coming to terms and accepting the homosexual part of me wasn't easy. I remembered when it slowly began to dawn on me that the sex I was having with the boy next door was more than just an exploratory adventure. I was enjoying it and looking forward to it! He, however, was different. To him my mouth (and occasionally my other orifice) available to him) were merely substitutes until the day a female would come into his life. He was a reluctant partner but at the time as we were both very young teenagers we just acted on our hormones...only I preferred it for what it was which caused me the angst. As time has gone by I have learned to accept that part of myself. Sometimes I wonder why (oh lucky me!) I would end up bisexual and atheist...both things despised by the majority of the population. ...and so I come here hoping to find kindred spirits.
you and I have very similar stories...parallel lives to some degree...we should talk Jack....and do more perhaps...
