In my early sexual years I was most definitely lesbian. I was dominant and in more than one instance pushed a girl beyond their comfort zone. My emotional attraction hovered around a girl who is still my best friend. Imprinted for life. In our thirties, we decided to be made pregnant by the same man so that our children had the same father. That man became a permanent fixture in our life. All through my teens, twenties, thirties, forties and up into my fifties I was very lesbian, butch.
But something happened after menopause. I’ve gone straight.
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