"Mother arranges for us to visit a school teacher."
Now Rachael didn’t have a phone in her room, and I’d often told her she could call me anytime and reverse the charges. Now she began phoning me regularly, to find out mother had told me about her more personal...
"During mothers visit I meet a friend of hers!"
Watching mother drive away had made me feel down, what had happened between us made me realise I was indeed a lesbian. To have lesbian feelings was one thing, to act on them was something so few women did. In...
"How mother suggests a trip to the coast where she opens up to me about her life!"
“How did you know I was queer, I asked her.” “I wasn’t sure but I suspected it,” she went on, “I saw how close you and your sister were.” “As we were about you and Aunt Susan,” I replied with...
"How my mother and I confided in one another!"
It was a lonely time for me once Linda left the city. As I said in my last letter, our relationship lasted longer then we both expected. That was due to our willingness to share with others. Keeping an open...
"How we took out love to another level by sharing with another couple!"
As the saying goes, all good things come to an end, and I had to be getting home as it was now around ten o'clock. I got dressed and when ready to leave, Linda walked me down to the building...
"How I missed my sister and Jenny."
I was thrilled to finally be graduating and finding a job so soon, of course it was only temporary pending the results of my final examinations. I didn't think I had anything to worry about, still you never know. Of...
"How my upbringing influenced my sexuality"
My name is Sheila Simpson; I have been a lesbian nearly all of my adult life. I was born in 1940 in a rural part of East Anglia in England. My sister Rachael came along about ten months later. We...