So yes, the story is as crazy as the title sounds. This is how it happened. Like any good town, mine has a lesbian bar. I often hit it up. Probably at least 3 times a week. I meet lots of great gals and get lots of good dates and sexy out of it. Never have really seen anyone there that has surprised me – until the other day. I walked it and was scanning the room until my eyes saw an elderly lady I thought I knew as a kid. I stared for a minute and took out my phone to look to see if I was right. I went to her Facebook and sure enough that was definitely her.
She was sitting all alone and looked a little bit uncomfortable. Growing up I knew she was definitely not gay. She was very conservative and had a husband then. I finished the rest of my drink and decided it was time to go say hey to make her feel welcome. I made my way over and said “hi Ms. Louise!” She look startled and then saw it was me. She smiled and hugged me and told me I looked very different. We caught up on life and she ended up telling me that she was a very late bloomer and that’s why she divorced. I told her I was proud of her and excited for her. She said she was surprised I turned out this way as well. I told her I couldn’t be more glad that I did.