I have so many stories to tell, I thought may as well start with my night of firsts? Without wanting to get in trouble, I’ll just say this was in my teens.
From an early age I knew I was attracted to women. I fantasized about females long before I noticed men/boys, and my very first date was a girl my age.
Our friend was having a party, the theme; Pimps n Hoes. I kid you not. This was my romantic first date. I wore a hot pink mini skirt, very tight, with a black halter top I had stolen from my sister. The look was topped with a pink zebra cowboy hat, naturally. She wore a black lacey top which revealed a black bra, with skirt and fishnets. With her blonde hair and my black hair, we were the cutest little goth teen lesbian couple in town.
I was incredibly nervous. She was the brooding bad girl, and I was seriously intimidated. We stole away to take a walk and smoke a joint (another first for me that night) and she kissed me. I remember how her lip piercing felt against my lips, and how she tasted like weed and Juicy Fruit gum.