This is a story I’ve wanted to tell for a while, and, well, I suppose I’m writing it now.
It was my freshman year at a medium sized college in the Midwest. I was half the country away from home, and met everyone who would become my floormates and friends for the first time at once. One of them was a young Hispanic girl who professed to be a lesbian. Well, I suppose we were both young – 18 or 19 at the time. We hit it off, and ended up spending a lot of the first month of orientation and school hanging out. Long story short, she wasn’t as much of a lesbian as she thought she was, and we ended up hooking up one night.