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  1. 7 points
    Cassie stepped off of the jet she had been on for the last 17 hours and was greeted by hot, dry air. Dubai. She hadn't been to the UAE since she was a junior at the company. This was her first trip back since she bought the company and took the reigns of CEO. She'd worked her ass off and became the youngest person in her industry - commercial real estate - to earn the cover of Forbes Magazine. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the black car waiting as she descended the stairs. She was already starting to feel the ill effects of the desert heat. She was greeted by a driver who took her bags and a woman that Cassie had never seen before, extended her hand as she approached. "Ms. Graham - welcome to Dubai! I hope your trip was comfortable?" Cassie instantly recognized the silky voice of Mr. Ali's coordinator. Nasrin. She wore a black abaya. Her hair was covered except for the very front which she wore pulled back and parted in the middle. Thick lashes, framed by perfectly contoured eyebrows, surrounded her gorgeous light brown eyes. Cassie was instantly drawn to her beauty. The combination of her dark brown hair and dark olive skin was a complete contrast to her own appearance: blonde hair, fair skin, blue eyes. She took the extended hand. "Nasrin! I'd recognize your voice anywhere." Nasrin smiled and came into Cassie, lightly brushing her cheek with her lips. Cassie was not fast enough to return the gesture. But she did let her hand linger and hold Nasrin's a little longer than was completely necessary. Nasrin gracefully broke the contact to gesture toward the car. She tells the driver where to go, in Arabic, repeating it in English for Cassie's benefit. "We are going directly the hotel where we'll be staying so you can drop off your bags and freshen up before dinner." "We?" Cassie asked quizzically. For a brief moment, Nasrin looked embarrassed, feeling as though she might offend Cassie. "Mr. Ali has appointed me as your personal assistant and guide during your stay here. I will help coordinate your meetings with people, get you where you need to go, and generally manage your schedule." Cassie nodded with approval and Nasrin was relieved. She wasn't sure how having a "helper" follow her around would be received. A surge of excitement swelled through her now. She marveled at how powerful Cassie was as a business woman; that she could command this much respect and attention. Especially from Mr. Ali, who himself was a gruff, no nonsense business man. Yet something about this woman planning to build the biggest mall Dubai had ever seen was enough to bring out the respect in his tone. As they rode up the hotel elevator, Nasrin admired Cassie's clothing. She was dressed like a man in some ways - long pants and a blazer. Yet it was extremely feminine at the same time - soft flowy blouse, a delicate necklace at her throat, wavy blonde hair that stopped at her shoulders. Nasrin could wear such clothes underneath her abaya, but she didn't bother, generally, as it wouldn't be received the same. Being in Cassie's presence, however, was suddenly making her feel much more empowered and bold. After showing Cassie to her room, Nasrin looked at herself in the floor length mirror. Her abaya was a constant reminder that she could not be who she truly was, no matter what she wore underneath. She pulled off the black fabric and everything she wore underneath. She let her hair down. Dark waves cascaded to the middle of her back. A tendril fell to the front and just barely grazed a dark, erect nipple. She stood there and admired her naked reflection, pretending, as she often did, that it was another woman she was looking at. She rubbed her full breasts, her fingers running over her thick nipples, occasionally tugging. She squeezed at the nipple of one breast while her free hand snaked its way down her torso to her mound. Her heart raced with excitement as she watched herself slowly spread her lips apart with her index and middle fingers to reveal the hood of her fleshy, brown clitoris. She spread her legs and rubbed at it. As her pussy juice accumulated, she alternated between letting a finger slide in and out of her hole and rubbing her clitoris. She sat down on the floor and bent her knees wide, getting as close to the mirror as possible. She sat up on an elbow and watched her slender fingers disappear into her pussy to emerge slick and shiny. She tasted her juice, imagining she was licking it from the delicate hands of another woman. Nasrin brought herself to orgasm, pulling her fingers out so she could watch her hole constrict as her clit throbbed. How she longed to be with another woman. But in her society, it would never happen. Even if other women felt the same way - they would never say. It was entirely too risky. Nasrin languished in the privacy of her room, naked, for the next two hours. She masturbated once more before showering and draping herself, once again, in the black abaya. Nasrin managed Cassie's schedule and accompanied her everywhere she went for the next three exhausting days. It was exciting to watch Cassie talk and make decisions, asserting herself - being herself. Nasrin found herself captivated in her presence. She wished she could be with a woman like that. Someone who took matters into their own hands, consquences be damned. At the end of every night, she'd retire to her room and masturbate, fantasizing that Cassie would take control and have her way with her. In her dreams, Cassie would force her against the wall and feel her up under her abaya while she pretended she didn't want her to, all the while helping her hands find their place on her body. But she knew it could and would never happen. When Cassie's last day arrived, Nasrin felt a sort of emptiness. There was no work, so she had no reason to make excuses to be around her. Her job was merely to help her get back to the airport the next morning. She woke up early, already sulking in her room when Cassie called her over. "Nasrin, I don't want to offend you, but..." Although she knew it was improbable, , Nasrin held her breath, hoping something might happen between them. "I would be remiss if I left this city without doing some sightseeing. So much has changed since I was last here. Would you mind taking another day to show me around?" It wasn't what she was hoping for, but it meant time alone with Cassie. She let go of the breath she was holding. "Of course, I would be honored!" Now it was Cassie's turn to be relieved. She wanted Nasrin to feel like an equal and not a servant. She could tell that Nasrin respected her a lot. The way she looked at her when she talked and the way she tried to please her every whim was not lost on Cassie. She took the utmost care in simple things like fetching her a bottled water. What she didn't know, however, was that Nasrin's interest surpassed respect and soundly stood on the side of lust. They traveled all over and shopped themselves into a stupor. It was over dinner that they spoke the most intimately and Cassie learned a lot more about Nasrin as a person and not Mr. Ali's coordinator. They talked about utterly mundane things, but it was honest and illuminating. Cassie grew interested in Nasrin the longer they sat there, but dared not let on - more for professional reasons than personal ones. They both sat there getting to know each other, flooded with feelings they could do nothing about. The car dropped them off and Nasrin helped Cassie to her room with all the bags she accrued from her shopping trip. She helped her pack it all neatly into a suitcase. Cassie held back one gift bag and presented it to Nasrin. "This is for you. To thank you for all the work you've put in on my behalf while I was here. I truly appreciate everything you've done to make my time here comfortable. And successful if I'm honest," she laughed with a huge smile. Nasrin, taken aback, opened the bag to find a scarf she was admiring but was well out of her price range. "Wow," she breathed, "thank you!" She grabbed Cassie into a hug. "You - you didn't have to do this," she said, into her shoulder. Cassie hugged her back just as tight. Feeling the warm of her embrace, Nasrin thought to herself, this would be the time. If it were going to happen, this is when it would happen. They both wanted it to happen next, unsure of how the other felt, but well aware of the consequences should they guess wrong. Cassie, still holding Nasrin's back, pulled away a bit to look her in the eye. "You totally deserve this and more," she said. "You are an absolute gem." Nasrin held her gaze. Cassie recognized that look. It was unmistakable. She leaned in slowly, giving Nasrin a chance to react and pivot The situation should she have guessed wrong. But Nasrin didn't move. She held her breath and closed her eyes, breathing a deep satisfied breath when Cassie's lips finally touched hers. Cassie kisses her slowly and gently. Nasrin followed her lead and parted her lips, touching the tip her tongue to Cassie's when it was offered to her. Her dream was coming true. And it was way better than she'd imagined. Cassie couldn't have known Nasrin's fantasies but being naturally dominant she took the lead, testing Nasrin's resistance along the way. Nasrin yielded to every touch. She let Cassie began undressing her, held her hands away as the layers were peeled off. She responded favorably when Cassie grabbed a handful of her dark hair and gently tugged it as they kissed. Hissed in pleasure when Cassie's teeth grazed the nipple she sucked on as she undressed. Cassie led a naked Nasrin to the bed. She straddled her, forcing her down onto her back. Nasrin made her desires known by placing her hands above her head as Cassie approached to kiss her. She took the hint and held her wrists firmly down. Nasrin returned her kiss hungrily. Cassie continued kidding her while she held her wrists with one hand and pulled on a nipple with the other. Nasrin moaned into Cassie's mouth. She couldn't believe this was really happening. Knowing there was no going back from there and that this could be the only time she'd ever get to experience this, Nasrin threw caution to the wind. "Tell me what to do," she whispered to Cassie. Cassie moaned audibly. "Get on your knees." Nasrin obeyed, getting on all fours. Cassie sidled up behind her, pressing her mound against Nasrin's ass. Sliding her hands up her back until she reached her hair, Cassie gently forced her down onto her elbows. Bringing her attention back to her ass, Cassie grabbed and rubbed it a few times before she spanked it with her hand. Nasrin let out a whimper. She struck again and Nasrin moaned in pleasure. Cassie kept striking firmly, watching her grow more moist with every lick. "Spread your legs." Nasrin did as she was told. Cassie played in her wetness. Her fingers meandered in and out of her pussy. Nasrin moaned, unable to do much else while in such a vulnerable position. With Nasrin's new scarf in hand, Cassie moved to kneel in front of Nasrin and pulled her up by the hair. "Hold out your arms," she whispered. Cassie tied the scarf around Nasrin's wrists and moved her down onto her back, placing her wrists above her head. Nasrin didn't dare move them. Cassie straddled her, sat right on top of her mound. They stared into each other's eyes wordlessly as Cassie firmly pinched and pulled Nasrin's nipples while she grinded gently against her. Nasrin moaned loudly in agreement with every tug. "Yes," she whispered desperately, "yes!" Cassie moved up to lay beside her. "Spread your legs," she whispered into her ear. Nasrin obeyed. "Wider." Cassie kissed her as she complied. Alternately sucking and tugging at one of her nipples with her teeth, Cassie easily worked three fingers into Nasrin's soaking wet pussy. Cassie dig as deep as she could while Nasrin twisted, wanting as much as she could get. She knew that having another woman's fingers in her pussy would feel different, but she had no idea it could feel this good. Cassie masterfully pressed her clit causing Nasrin to orgasm once already. Her hips pushed up and her ass clenched as her hole tightened against Cassie's fingers. But Cassie didn't stop and Nasrin didn't want her to. Cassie finally relented after Nasrin came a second time. She climbed on top of her so that a thigh was pressed between each of their legs. Cassie had licked Nasrin off of her fingers so Nasrin could smell her scent on Cassie's breath. Cassie held her face a couple of inches away from Nasrin's. "Kiss me." Nasrin craned her neck to obey. Reaching out first with her tongue then sucking Cassie's lips hard. Cassie met her lips and the two kissed passionately, occasionally grinding. Using a knee, Cassie pushed Nasrin's thigh up and scooted on top of her until their shaven and smooth pussy lips touched. Holding Nasrin's arms to steady herself with one hand, Cassie rubbed against Nasrin's clit with her own. The more Cassie rode the wetter they both got and the better it felt. Cassie got into the perfect rhythm and got herself to climax while Nasrin followed her lead. She slowed to a halt and kissed Nasrin for a few minutes before straddling her face and issuing what would be her final order of the night: "Eat my pussy," she whispered as she lowered herself onto Nasrin's mouth. Nasrin moaned and kissed, sucked, and licked Cassie's clit. She hummed as she tongued her hole and pulled at her pussy lips. She had longed for the day when she would get to taste someone's pussy besides her own. She lapped Cassie up with a fervor that surprised Cassie. She found herself panting hard and holding onto the headboard while she moaned. When she came it was so intense her entire body stiffened. Nasrin grabbed a hold of Cassie's clit and held it between her lips until the throbbing subsided. Even then she kept kissing at it until Cassie found the wherewithal to peel herself off of her face. She untied Nasrin's wrists and lay beside her. Her hands finally free, Nasrin explored Cassie's body as they kissed. They lay tangled up with each other for a long time. Long enough for Cassie to start worrying if she'd made a mistake. Nasrin on the other hand, was on cloud 9. Her dream had literally come true. After a while, Cassie pulled away, then turned back to face her. "Nasrin, I..." Cassie started. Nasrin knew where she was headed and stopped her. "I was hoping this would happen from the moment you stepped off the plane." Cassie smiled and pulled her in close for a kiss. Nasrin melted into her arms. They fell asleep and woke up still wrapped around each other. Rubbing turned into a session of morning sex then, after room service breakfast, Nasrin shared her first intimate shower with a woman. Cassie had held her roughly against the shower wall and fingerbanged her from behind which left Nasrin feeling amazing. Neither wanted to leave the hotel room when the time came. Once they did, everything would have to go back to normal. There would be no holding hands until the last minute. No kissing goodbye. They passionately kissed goodbye until they weren't able to delay any longer. With no words exchanged between them, they headed out of the hotel. Nasrin tried to hold back any expression as she watched Cassie board the plane. Cassie did the same she turned to wave. Nasrin replayed the night as the black car pulled away to drive her home. She had no idea of she would ever experience anything like that again, let alone, with Cassie. Not too long after she'd put her on the plane, she received a text message from Cassie. It was an order: Think about me tonight. I'll let you know when I've landed safely. Nasrin smiled. It was intentionally cryptic but she knew exactly what it meant.
  2. 6 points
    I'm on such a high right now. I finally had my first time with another woman. I still can't believe I did it. I met her online. It was a chat app, though I don't want to mention which one. I'll be honest and say that I had pretty much given up on ever finding a girl to play with so I was flirting with a couple guys, but nobody local and nothing serious. Then I stumbled upon her. We got to talking about how she likes women a bit older than her, and honestly she wasn't THAT much younger than me so it wasn't weird and there was a total attraction once we exchanged pics. One thing lead to another and suddenly I'm driving back to the nearby town I went to college in to meet up with her. She was so bubbly, funny, cute, and her laugh is adorable. We ended up getting drinks at Sonic and while we were drinking them she was getting really touchy feely, which I love. She found every excuse to touch my arm, my face, or my hair. My heart was pounding thinking about where this might go and thank god I was able to work up the nerve to hold her hand. We're both pretty much broke so from there we ended up goofing around at Wal-Mart. (Classy, right?) Back in my car later I couldn't help myself and I just went for a kiss. I'd heard so much how soft another woman's lips are, but when I felt it myself for the first time I was still blown away. We ended up making out in the parked car for a couple minutes and while she said the risk of getting caught is a huge turn on for her I got a little self conscious that someone might be watching so we decided to go find somewhere more private. It would take too long to get to my place and she's still living with her mom and teenage sister so we figured making out in the back of my car in an empty parking lot sounded like our best option. It took forever to find one but once we did it was on! We laid down on the back seat and made sure to keep our heads below the windows. Thank goodness we were both small or we wouldn't have been able to both fit. Our hands wrapped around each other as we kissed and joked about our tongues still being stained from our earlier drinks. Her left hand seemed to develop a mind of its own and before I knew it it was up the back of my shirt. I lifted it up a bit and she began stroking my back. She slowly worked her hand between us and eventually underneth my bra. Her hand cupped my breast and pinched my nipple. I swear I felt that pinch in my clit. At that moment I knew I needed her in my pants. I moved her hand lower and told her how horny I was. Her hand slid inside my jeans and oh my God I was so wet. She began to finger me and I couldn't help but moan into her mouth. My inhibitions were gone at that point so I stopped her and pulled my jeans off. She continued fingering and kissing me until I heard a car coming and we scrambled to get out of there. It was late so I took her home. It was such an amazing experience and I can't wait to do it properly next time!
  3. 4 points
    Well after much scheduling trial and error, I finally went on a first date with my new potential lady-friend! We had planned on going to coffee this past Saturday but then when I texted that morning to double check we were still on (she'd been having car trouble all week) she suggested going either to Sunday brunch or drag bingo (aka awesome bingo for a good cause wherein a fabulous and fabulously funny drag queen is the bingo caller). I had no idea that drag bingo existed but I know I would definitely do it again. It was so fun! I was so happy with how the date went. She is super nice and funny; we had a great time chatting about our crappy coworkers and about how awesome drag bingo is. My new potential lady-friend is also very pretty and very tall (seriously, I feel short next to her and considering I'm 5'7'', that's an accomplishment indeed makes me extremely happy *dramatic swoon*). After bingo we stood out in the parking lot and talked more, I think we would've stood there longer if it hadn't been for the fact it was absolutely freezing out. We're still texting and it's more frequent than before which I figure is a good sign. I'm really looking forward to seeing her again
  4. 4 points
    Glad the site is back up. I'll let a few members know. My time here has passed but hopefully this reboot is the start of a brighter future. Wishing you all the best...
  5. 4 points
    If it helps, this is a really really common feeling. A lot of it comes down to "where there's smoke, there's fire". People who are truly straight don't experience same-sex attraction, and therefore don't question. So if you're questioning, there's a reason for it. And when it comes down to it, it doesn't really matter. If you think you're bi now, and later decide you were wrong, it's ok. Changing sexual identification is pretty common - it's an evolving thing, not a label you have to stick with for life. In any case, there are a lot of women here who feel similar, or started off that way in the past, so it's a good place to explore those feelings.
  6. 3 points
    We are finally tying the knot in August!!! All because this AMAZING woman said yes! Thanks Shys
  7. 2 points
    Hi there! Very new to this site. I was lurking a few weeks but finally got the courage to sign up. A little about me: I’m married, together 9 years and married 2 and I recently told him of my desires. I’ve off and on had crushes on a few women but blew it off as oddities, I’m straight! Until I met this one woman 3 years ago and she turned my world upside down. Nothing ever happened with her but I’ve never questioned myself so much and wanted a woman so much. I told my husband I was interested in us “spicing up” our relationship and he’s open to the idea. He wants to be involved but is open to some solo encounters as long as he’s in the know. I’ve been so torn, the idea really turns me on but I’m afraid of ruining our marriage. I’ve never really been with a women unless you count an awkward threesome in college that I was so not into lol. I don’t even know where to begin but I find myself lusting after more and more women as I allow myself to accept this side of me. I feel like I’m going through puberty again! Anyhow, I feel like I have no one to talk to but him and my therapist but it’s not the same as someone going through the same. Anyone else out there?
  8. 2 points
    Happy Valentine's Day everyone! Here's to a day full of soft, bouncy love
  9. 2 points
    Happy Valentine's Day, in advance, Shy Women...
  10. 2 points
    N 8220 - A Library of Congress Classification treasure zone
  11. 2 points
    I'm confident I have found the love if my life, and I am so excited and grateful that I finally get to be with her (after recently leaving my marriage). How I feel with her is indescribable and simply amazing. I hope everyone finds the same in their own life at some point!
  12. 2 points
    Truly, we never know the feelings of others unless we're willing to share out own.
  13. 2 points
    "I believe the world is incomprehensibly beautiful, an endless prospect of magic and wonder." Ansel Adams
  14. 2 points
    There are some interesting studies of women's physical sexual arousal where women are presented with a variety of sexual imagery and their sexual response is measured by observing increased blood flow in vaginal walls. Researchers were surprised to see that women get turned on by same-sex imagery just as much as opposite-sex imagery. Even women who identified as 100% androphilic got turned on by seeing women with women. These results are what some in the media used to support the claim that "All Women are Bi, or Gay" which dismayed many of the researchers as they believe that women's sexuality is complicated and there is a large part of it that is determined by society and by women themselves. There is no denying though that deep under the surface, buried in hearts and minds, as you say, virtually all women are attracted to other women. What we are seeing in society is women gradually being given the permission to accept and celebrate that reality. I love your choice of the word tsunami because that is the phase we are now entering. In the language of social change science we have moved beyond the tipping point of women reporting having sex with other women and are entering a rapid growth phase. In private aspects of sexuality, such as acknowledged feelings of attraction or fantasies, etc. I think you are completely correct - those numbers are much higher than 20% and could be 50% or higher. For these women, which comprise the social change group of "early majority" I think the biggest obstacle is not denial but opportunity. This is what the organization Skirt Club is responding to - giving women a safe supportive space to express the same-sex part of their sexuality. PS - Thank you for the interesting quotes on denial
  15. 2 points
    This story was the deciding factor in me joining this site. Very well written! I also read Amber's Tale. That seemed to be written by someone in a different mood, in my eyes, but I enjoyed it.
  16. 2 points
    Welcome! Glad you found us. There's a huge spectrum of bisexuality. Wherever you fall on the spectrum, you belong. Every one of us is valid; every one of us belongs.
  17. 2 points
    I am in a relationship with a man but I have been having a sexual attraction to women for the last 10 yrs or so. I've had fantasies of tasting a woman and having her taste me. Sucking on her titties and grinding clit to clit until we both climax and explode in ecstasy. I watch lesbian porn often to get off. Idk what it is but lesbian sex is so sexy and sensual to me & I'm starting to crave it like I crave chocolate during that time of the month lol
  18. 2 points
    Being single just means I get to spend more time with me. Most of the time I actually feel less lonely when I'm alone.
  19. 2 points
    Per Hillary Clinton 1992: “I suppose I could have stayed home and baked cookies and had teas, but what I decided to do was to fulfill my profession,” she said during Bill Clinton’s first presidential campaign. https://www.nytimes.com/2016/11/06/us/politics/hillary-clinton-cookies.html ------ Hillary Clinton tried to "tip-toe" for years after this little fiasco. I never bought it. In fact, she embraced it toward the end of the 2016 presidential race by equating her moving women's rights forward by her working outside the home (or rather, not sitting home baking cookies and drinking tea) to Rosa Parks moving the civil Rights movement forward by refusing to sit in the rear of the bus. It's a big stretch for me and quite disingenuous. I'm not sure Joe Biden could have fixed the many years of Hillary's missteps. I remember lots of them, including her husband's. The more Hollywood likes a candidate, the more suspicious I become. ----- I completely understand and agree with your belief that the left needs to be softer with their message to those that lean to the right. No one wants to be told that they are stupid or their decisions were wrong. What's that old saying, you attract bees to honey? There will be those on both sides that are just nasty, racist, sexist, etc., but those people are not our target.
  20. 2 points
    The older you get the easier it is to walk away , even from long term friendships . One has to save energy for you and those that matter the most . Chose to remember any positive and close the door ..when one door closes another always opens .. and from my experience , a much better and healthier path ! Good luck !
  21. 2 points
    First off - so thankful the site is back up and running!! Secondly, its really great to know I’m not paddling this boat alone!! I am in a loving relationship with my husband of 16 years...but my fantasies are always of that with another woman. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, the sensuality of what being with a woman seems like - I can’t get it off my brain. I have been thinking about it all day long....it’s very distracting while I’m trying to work...but clearly not discouraging!!!! My body has been on fire at the thought.. I like knowing that I’m not alone. Thoughts though, if my fantasies ever became a reality...am I a terrible person for wanting to keep it a secret from my husband? I wouldn’t want him to ever be a part of what I imagine to be a very special relationship,..my relationship with him will always be my priority...but this craving for a woman to be in my life in a mutually beneficial role, I want it to just be mine.
  22. 2 points
    I hate being single at the moment. I haven't been single in over 20 years so there is a lot I need to get used to. But I realized it's probably better for me to stay single for awhile. Spend some time really getting to know myself.
  23. 1 point
    Well it's been a while since I've added an entry to my blogs here. Guess it's time to get caught up. Netty and I are both counting the days now until we can become each other's wife. My youngest daughter and I will make the trip out to her place this summer and we will get married then. I never thought these days would get here so quickly and it's kind of bitter sweet for me because my youngest will be graduating high school in May. Netty and I talked about that day when we got together four years ago and I can't believe how quickly the time has flown by. I won't be able to stay after we're married I will have to come back home and work again for nearly another year. The goal is that sometime shortly after the new year of 2020 I'll be able to make the move. I'm just looking forward to us being able to start our lives together. Yes I will miss my children here, but they will all be doing their own things and very independent. My two older children have found wonderful partners and I think they'll both be married in the next year or two sometime. Not quite sure what my youngest is going to do but I do know that she's planning on going to college and pursuing her love of acting and maybe make a go of it for a career for herself. I have no doubt that she will do well at whatever she strives for because she is a very motivated and driven child. She is so talented and she looks like she was born to perform when she's up on the stage. She's very comfortable up there so I will support her and her dreams wherever they may take her. As for me and netty, we will be living in the place she has now and I will get to be a step-mother once again. Hopefully we'll all be able to live together and get along but when we have our disagreements hopefully we'll be able to talk them out and work through them so we can all become more unified and on the same page. It's not easy having a blended family, but then again if it was easy then everyone would try it but not everyone is always willing to take that risk. Guess that's about it for now but when I think of other things, I'll write another entry. Take care and hope you've enjoyed my blogs so far. W.
  24. 1 point
    What a wonderful token of appreciation @celeste teal
  25. 1 point
    @Always_29, you reminded me of something. I had a huge crush on a girl when I was 14 (far from my first girl crush). Things ended very badly with that, and I basically lost interest in girls after that for the next five years (an eternity when you're a hormonal teenager!) - I started identifying as bi at 15 or 16 (when I found out it was possible), but didn't really crush on a girl again until I went to college. I had even started to think it was a phase I'd grown out of. But here I am 25 years later (saying that makes me feel old!), so obviously it wasn't a one-hit wonder. Just one that took a l ong time to get over. I fell for someone who has given the idea of love a whole new meaning for me. I don't know if we'll ever be together - we're both currently in relationships, and I don't know if she even wants anything more than we have now. I also don't know if I'll ever feel the same about someone else, and if I'd be willing to settle for less. So I do get where you're coming from on that, even if I don't have reason to question my bisexuality.
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