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I recalled a time, not so long
ago, when snuggling with
my big sister was
comforting.
Tell me more a bout Adam. Is he
really your very first boyfriend?
So why did it bother me now,
when I so needed
the consolation
of touch?
I’ll tell you about Heather. She’s
not my first, but she tops the list.
Heather? Lesbians had names like
Bobbi or Jo, didn’t they?
“Heather” belonged to a
model or cheerleader.
She’s a cheerleader. Well, a song
leader, and pretty much perfect.
Leigh was almost perfect herself.
If she were taller, she could be
a model. Picture-perfect
lesbians. I had to laugh.
What are you laughing about? Didn’t
know cheerleaders were my type?
Didn’t know cheerleaders could be
that type. Which got me thinking.
What else might those peppy
cheerleaders do?
I Tucked That Away
and tried to focus on my sister
