Now, the catch for me is that the great majority of people in this circle of friends have absolutely no clue about my life as “Andee.” All but that one special couple only know the slighty geeky science girl married to guy who knows music, fashion and entertainment. We're a strange combination of opposites. The women constantly tell me how lucky I am to have a husband who has no issues with lingerie stores, shopping and style. He knows my sizes and my colour preferences. And, selfishly, I know I'm lucky because if he didn’t constantly encourage me, I’m sure my style would be sweats and comfy shirts.
So anyway, about halfway through the evening the conversation turned to homosexuality. Oh boy ... There are only two topics I figure cause more controversy than sexual orientation: politics and religion. It’s also about this time when that husband seems to disappear … leaving me to debate the matter on my own. Without getting too deep into the issue, I just find it … hmm … perplexing that some people still view it as a “choice.”
Even more amusing is how some of these guys agree that it is slightly more acceptable for women to like other women.
|Bad quality photo of two naughty girls|
I realize that homosexuality remains one of the last great taboos in our society, but to clinging to age-old arguments in a day and age of over-information is frustrating. Do we make conscious decisions to be heterosexual? No more so than we choose our eye colour, hair colour or race. Sure we can make changes as we go thanks to technology (coloured contacts, hair dye, etc.), but these alterations are vanity things as we try to maintain the “perfect” appearance in an advertising-imposed lifestyle
It’s all very materialistic, not genetic.
The outlet that the Internet has become for me allows me to express my sexuality … and funny enough, was a big part of me being able to uncover, discover and explore my curiosities. I doubt that my lifestyle would be quite the way it is without these discoveries … but my the burning desire within me to taste the kiss of another woman, the passion to feel that orgasm that only another woman can bring to me (and to return the favour) wouldn’t have changed. The Internet just made it easier to explore, and open doors that I would have been far too shy to do in person.
I guess, in these random thoughts, you can say I was more frustrated at not being able to face these male friends and say “Your opinion is far too deep for a girl with many sexual secrets. But, I’ll try to keep it in mind the next time I’m making her moan and cum with my fingers and tongue.”