Straight Female / 39
I was born in 1978 to a military father and a stay at home mother. I am the oldest of three girls. Growing up I refused to wear girl clothes. I had my hair cut short. I never played with dolls or spent time in the kitchen. I would go and sit with the men when they came over. My mother always got my sisters to dress like girls and be girls, she never succeeded with me. In the fourth grade I got in trouble for kissing a girl. Even after I got in trouble and I had to go to counseling, I kissed her and told her to keep her mouth shut. I got between her legs and humped her. She was my girlfriend all the way until we got out of college.
In college I went to a party in my junior year. The party was at an apartment of some foreign students. One of the guys there literally carried me upstairs and got on me and got my virginity. When I told him he had taken my virginity, he got excited again. In one hour he had taken all three of my virginities. I had leaked all over my legs and his penis was dirty so he took me into the shower to get washed up. He decided I would stay with him that night. To this day I do not understand why he was able to do that, or why in the world I stayed.
In the morning his roommate's girlfriend was there, and he sent me into the kitchen with her to make breakfast. She was making ham and eggs and she told me to put on the coffee. When breakfast was ready she showed me where the dishes were and told me to set the table. After breakfast she and I cleaned up the kitchen and then cleaned up the apartment from the night before. He took me upstairs again around 10 and had sex with me.
I spent every weekend with him, and his roommate and girlfriend. She taught me how to grocery shop and how to make a bed properly. He insisted on me wearing earrings and had my ears pierced and I had to wear earrings whenever I went outside. My clothes changed, she took me shopping and I started to wear more traditional women's clothes. I was turning into a girl. I stopped seeing my girlfriend for sex, she was hurt and I told her I didn't know what happened to me, I wanted to be with her, but I had a boyfriend now and he took up all of my free time.
He finished his graduate degree and I finished my undergraduate at the same time and I moved with him and moved in with him. A year later I had a daughter and two years after that I had a son. I got married when we had been living together for five years.
My childhood girlfriend is still my closest friend, we don't have 'sex' anymore, it is about being together. We see each other every day and she helps me with my kids. She is their closest 'aunt'.
I wear a 'rock' because he wants everyone to know I am married to him. I also wear earrings every day, he has bought me a large selection, both every day and some very high end ones.
I will be forty years old. My life is better than my sisters. One had been married and divorced and we help her out financially. My other sister is a school teacher and she lives OK, but she and her husband don't make that much money. As the older sister I am responsible for them.
Up until that party night when I met my husband I was on a path with my girlfriend. After that night everything changed forever. I think I am sexually straight, but have latent feelings for my girlfriend. In my heart of hearts she is the closest human being to me. Closer than my parents, children or my sisters. She is far closer to me than my husband, she is the person I parent with and she is the person I see as my partner in life. We have not been apart since we were in the fourth grade, if I hadn't met my husband I am sure she and I would be together for life.
In college I went to a party in my junior year. The party was at an apartment of some foreign students. One of the guys there literally carried me upstairs and got on me and got my virginity. When I told him he had taken my virginity, he got excited again. In one hour he had taken all three of my virginities. I had leaked all over my legs and his penis was dirty so he took me into the shower to get washed up. He decided I would stay with him that night. To this day I do not understand why he was able to do that, or why in the world I stayed.
In the morning his roommate's girlfriend was there, and he sent me into the kitchen with her to make breakfast. She was making ham and eggs and she told me to put on the coffee. When breakfast was ready she showed me where the dishes were and told me to set the table. After breakfast she and I cleaned up the kitchen and then cleaned up the apartment from the night before. He took me upstairs again around 10 and had sex with me.
I spent every weekend with him, and his roommate and girlfriend. She taught me how to grocery shop and how to make a bed properly. He insisted on me wearing earrings and had my ears pierced and I had to wear earrings whenever I went outside. My clothes changed, she took me shopping and I started to wear more traditional women's clothes. I was turning into a girl. I stopped seeing my girlfriend for sex, she was hurt and I told her I didn't know what happened to me, I wanted to be with her, but I had a boyfriend now and he took up all of my free time.
He finished his graduate degree and I finished my undergraduate at the same time and I moved with him and moved in with him. A year later I had a daughter and two years after that I had a son. I got married when we had been living together for five years.
My childhood girlfriend is still my closest friend, we don't have 'sex' anymore, it is about being together. We see each other every day and she helps me with my kids. She is their closest 'aunt'.
I wear a 'rock' because he wants everyone to know I am married to him. I also wear earrings every day, he has bought me a large selection, both every day and some very high end ones.
I will be forty years old. My life is better than my sisters. One had been married and divorced and we help her out financially. My other sister is a school teacher and she lives OK, but she and her husband don't make that much money. As the older sister I am responsible for them.
Up until that party night when I met my husband I was on a path with my girlfriend. After that night everything changed forever. I think I am sexually straight, but have latent feelings for my girlfriend. In my heart of hearts she is the closest human being to me. Closer than my parents, children or my sisters. She is far closer to me than my husband, she is the person I parent with and she is the person I see as my partner in life. We have not been apart since we were in the fourth grade, if I hadn't met my husband I am sure she and I would be together for life.
