I officially came out when I was 16 years of age. Mom took it quite hard at first despite the fact that she has 3 sisters that are lesbians. Anyhow, I entered college at 16 and found myself…so I thought. Raves don’t contribute to self –discovery. Who knew?
A month later my lesbian aunts treated me to the Denver Pride Fest. Colorado was my home state at that time. Still is actually! I was not and still refrain from drinking, although I had moments in my early twenties, so I celebrated being out with my aunts.
They made me cover my eyes when they looked at those oh-so-fun-toys. Little did they know I had one hiding in my room. Hooyah! Naturally, I knew what they were looking at. Something about the “wahr….wahr” noise of “hmm.mm.” toys rotating in circles.
After the Pride Parade/Festival, my aunts took me to their local hot spot. I was grooving to any and all tunes, flirting with women though I ‘m not sure I knew what I was doing…
I was engaged in lesbian fun so when my aunt asked if I wanted something to eat of course, I said, “NO!”
Moments later, I gained consciousness. Yep, I had my first seizure. Those damn lesbians had me mesmerized!! When I came to, approximately 20 lesbians were surrounding me. Thus, I learned how to gain the attention of many gorgeous women!
That is my lesson- how to win a woman- but my aunts consider it as the moment they “broke” me! Quite a day…sorry, I was momentarily dreaming about all those gals!!