I can vividly remember the day, summertime family trip to Nova Scotia, I was in my very early teens.
Growing up in a small town there was virtually no ethnic diversity at all. I don’t even think there was a single person of colour in our town.
So naturally, at my young age, I was staring…
We were at the beach, my parents, my younger brother an I, just enjoying the day. My Mother snapped me out of it…”Jennifer….Stop staring!”
There was a young interracial couple clearly incredibly into each other. I don’t know if they were married or dating, but they were certainly in the honeymoon phase of their relationship. Touching each other, caressing, little kisses every few minutes.
But what stuck with me was just the sexual attraction and sensuality between them.
Of course, I didn’t understand any of it, it was all just my early sexual instincts picking it up. I knew something really intimate was happening but had no words to describe it or any way of understanding it other than I just couldn’t look away, and It made me feel nice seeing it.