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A confirmed lesbian 8217 s point of view
I really enjoy walking through the mall on a Friday night. Why? I like seeing the growing wolf cubs practice their time honored craft. I laugh as they watch me walk by, judging me like I’m a side of beef. A few have even tried their lines. None have worked, and none ever will. I am a lesbian. I’m also black. I remember clearly the first time I had sex. It was not exactly what I had expected it to be, but it was not a disappointment. He was a skilled lover, and I really liked it. Yet...