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This category is for ALL things political. They say the only two things you never discuss around the dinner table are "religion" and "politics." That's good advise, but this isn't the dinner table! This is a designated SAFE place. Confess all your political options to the World right here. Don't worry, we'll most likely debate you back, but debate is good for the flow ideas now isn't it? Here's a hint! ..Don't be racist, misogynistic, homophobic (or whatever else the new offensive word of the day is today) and you won't have your confession removed.

- It's Political -
Lesbian Female / 41

Entrapment, Just Barely Legal. Kicked Off Our Decision To Have Babies

Everything was right until it wasn't. My roommate and SO lover was busted selling to a minor. A set up for dure, but within the very thin edge of being within the law. She got fifteen years, served seven for good behavior and then probation. Her childbearing years. While she was incarcerated she pushed me, begged me really, to have babies for her. There was no way of knowing if she would get out before she was forty.

I asked a friend to get me pregnant. I was thirty, her fifth year of incarceration. At first it was artificial insemination like they use on livestock. When he understood what they had to do to milk him. Either 'natural' by intercourse or find another 'donor'. Hell then, do it.

I had a totally normal pregnancy and a totally healthy boy. I breast fed for six months. Took 'our' baby to see her. We were allowed to be together, supervised, but be together. She was able to hold the baby. No kidding, have another one.

I needed help from the father, affordability is a problem. He agreed, but he got father privileges. Going for another one was a different matter. But he agreed, if he got benefits. Play husband. Live together, having children. My SO said ho for it, small price to pay to get children.

She was released very quickly, one day she got probation. She demanded a third baby. She was out, she was 33, she could get pregnant. She agreed, she would have our third one and we would get married. Baby daddy wanted to be the one the one to marry me, and have the third baby with me. We had a 'draw', three cards, two bests won. She won fair and square. She won the baby.

She had a baby, he demanded rights to the children, and from me. We needed his support, not just financial. We had three children, my SO was unemployable, on probation. I never had a high paying job. So the choice was to marry him, get insurance, secure our babies' roof over their head. And that's what we did. I had my third, our fourth two years later.

Probation is over, she paid her debt to society, she is taking courses, and is the stay at home mom. I've now been married five years, three plus one of hers, four children. That's our debt to society, paid in full.

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# 73392 - by Brenda / September 8, 2024
    • - It's Political -
    Straight Female / 27

    I'm So Fed Up With The 'Lesbian' Vision Of Women

    Today under the revised standards, toxic macho males are out of fashion. High energy butch lesbians have replaced them. But what if I'm not a lesbian? What if I want a swinging dick to boss me? What if I want to be spread across a table, or mounted like a bitch dog is what excites me? What if, I want to be impregnated?

    These discussions and others like it are held in the dark, between girls like me. Getting 'dicked' is our right of passage. Being 'safe' in our bathrooms and dressing rooms. The 'men' we want around us, are guarding the door so some freak doesn't bother us. I'm serious, I don't go out in public without a male protecting me, I don't use a public restroom unless he's declared it 'clear' for me. I'm not alone, the last thing I need is some 'male' who thinks he is female. Believe me, they're not, not female, not girls, not women. They are freaks, and their 'place' is in an institution, not on the street.

    As young healthy women, who enjoy the company of women, we understand our 'place' in society. And sex is the least of it, although sex is part of it. I can 'sleep' with my female best friend, and I can 'sleep' with my toxic macho friend. One cuddles me the other one fucks me.

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    # 73305 - by Regina del Campo / September 4, 2024
    - It's Political -
    Bi-Sexual Male / 38

    Forced To Be White

    I’m coming to terms with being considered white. I am a mixed person. And I didn’t realize I was considered white. I grew up in a minority household. I see the world in a different light. I see everyone as equal no one better than any one else. I do my best to treat people with respect and dignity. Yet with all the racial politics in the us I can see how I’m set aside and treated like a white person. I’ve gotten offended when I felt my black friend acted not smart or dumbed down to try to who knows what. I know he’s smarter than that, why does he do this. To a peace white people? I’ve also been accused of being a skin head by some Black people and attacked. With Hispanics I constantly have issues not sure why, I speak Spanish I know the culture well I grew up in it. Yet for some reason they treat me like I’m not one of them. My whole life has been a little confusing to be honest. Almost 40 years old and have come to terms that I’m considered white and that’s that. Kind of sad the level of prejudice out there. I get it over the phone and on paper for having a full Spanish name from white people and get it in person from minorities. Holy good god. The one thing I noticed is that people’s relate to others on looks and in America you are treated a certain way on the way you look. Makes me sad sometimes. I’m the weird white person who doesn’t understand he’s white and the weird Hispanic person wannabe, seriously takes Hispanics a while to believe I’m Hispanic. To the eye I’m white or European. I don’t see myself that way though I’m of mixed origin and don’t really believe myself to be that white. Yet I come to accept the white gene expressed itself in me and that is my reality. Seriously makes me sad.

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    # 72887 - by Human / August 13, 2024
    • - It's Political -
    Straight Female / 54

    And Then One Day I'm Married, For Real, A Husband, For Real

    I am no longer a young woman. I'm 54. When I was 22 I was robbed in Madrid. Money, passport, clothes. Alone, no language skills, I fell asleep on a park bench. I woke up with a man beside me, in a suit and a briefcase. An American working in Madrid. He claimed to have kept some very bad people away from me. While I slept like a baby.

    Over the next two weeks I was here and there and everywhere. I got marriage papers, a new name, a new passport, and one day without notice on a plane business class to the States. A day later at my father's lake house, introducing my husband of two weeks. He left me with my father, and instructions to behave myself. I didn't see him again for six months.

    Last year he retired, finally. Over these past decades he showed up when he did, left when he did, and left me with two children, now grown and on their own. For over twenty years I never tested if my marriage was real. It wasn't. A church marriage, but no civil equivalent. Not 'legal'. Oh, about that, legal was a problem. He couldn't have that.

    It's legal now. I know he never worked with his 'job'. An alias. I know that now, I guessed but now I know. My name and passport an alias. My children's last name, an alias. My life, an alias.
    I'm 54 and married to a man I don't know, never did. Now he's retired, now I'm on the job. Now I'm a real life wife. Now that he is retired. Day and night.

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    # 72751 - by Alias / August 6, 2024
    - It's Political -
    Straight Female / 32

    I Had My Turn, I Learned A Lot, Now It's Time To Move On

    When I was 24 I took a job as a clerk in the engineering department. My job was travel arrangements for field service personnel. That's how I met him. He was the CFO and he had an emergency trip to Amsterdam, he had to be there the following morning. I managed a connection via Frankfurt to Amsterdam. After getting his ticket settled I took him the itinerary.

    He told me I needed to dress office professional. No jeans, tennis shoes, Ts or tank tops. Also, get my hair done, and my nails. He left to catch his flight. The next morning his secretary called me, to make some time and come talk to her.

    She carried one of his credit cards. Took me to dress me up, later to introduce me to a make up professional. By the time he returned I looked like a lawyer. He patted my cheek, an atta girl.

    I got promoted into marketing, customer relations. I went along with the sales group to meet the customers and watch so I could learn. The head of sales reported on me. When he was calling on a customer he took me with him. He told me I was almost ready, all I had to do was stick close to him.

    When he said close, he meant 'close', body heat close. He took me under his wing, taught me everything. Everything about pleasing him. Sexually. It pleased me, sex was new to me, sex between adults. I learned, I liked learning. But I liked being with him sexually. The longer he kept me asI a lover, the more I wanted to be 'his' lover.

    Sometime later I learned that at one time his secretary had been his lover. But he had moved on from her. I did not want that to happen to me. When the day came that he found someone else, I helped her like his secretary had helped me. I only wanted him to be happy with her.

    He told me I was free to find another lover.

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    # 72214 - by Ivonne / July 4, 2024
    • - It's Political -
    Lesbian Female / 33

    I'm Running Out Of Steam, I'm Really Needing A Bit Of High Living

    As a professional activist, I have met some of the most deranged people. I happen to swing with the fair sex, but in a face to face discussion I want to argue with a man. I find men more focused, and cutting your throat doesn't bother them. I wish I had balls.

    My career started in college and just went on from there. I am what some disdain, a trust fund baby. Well? Tough shit to you. I really like being with girls who understand where I come from, and have trust funds too. Live theatre, travel, pretty dangling earrings, nice clothes, they all make the ensemble.

    I'm really losing my interest in marching, yelling and screaming. I walked off with my personal favorite and we went to have dinner. One day I know I will face my hard p1ll to swallow, when a proud male wipes my table clean and I shut up and listen. That day is coming, I feel it in my bones.

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    # 71920 - by Lena / June 14, 2024
    - It's Political -
    Straight Female / 33

    Sex For Votes

    I was an 18 year old college student at a state university, in the Midwest of the US during the 2008 election. I was political back then, before I realized there is no difference between a Republican and a Democrat, and none of them do anything good for us. I had been very into the idea of being a dem, since I was about 14. Everyone in my immediate family were outspoken union advocates and democrats, so all I knew, or thought i knew, was they were the good guys. I also, was an 3 sport varsity athlete in high school (cross country, swimming, and track), and continued for a couple years in college cross country, so I was in good shape and I got a lot of attention from men.

    When I got to college that year, I was all in on helping Obama become president in any way I could. I became a volunteer for his campaign, and made hundreds of phone calls and knocked on doors left and right. Early that fall, a handful of the female volunteers at my school got pulled into a meeting, where we were strongly encouraged to meet guys that are on the fence about who they're voting for, and persuade them in any way they want that voting democrat is the right way to go. A couple of the women quit on the spot. At the time, I was so in that I couldn't understand what the problem was. If this could help us win, we should do it. We were provided with as many condoms as we needed, plan b, and even scripts for antibiotics if need be.

    I spent the next two months going out almost every night, handing in barely passable homework assignments, and missing cross country when it conflicted with dates. Luckily, I didn't need any of the antibiotics, but I needed everything else. Who knows if I actually swayed their votes, but I talked these guys ears off for hours about why they should vote dem, and ended the night letting them have me any (yes any) way they wanted. I was never a very sexual girl in high school and haven't really been since beyond occasional sex with boyfriends, so the degradation of this really hurt me in the years to come. I'm not blaming anyone in particular. I was technically an adult, but wow this really hurt my soul once the gravity caught up with me. I have since given up on politics and can't believe anyone out there still has any faith in our broken system.

    Anyways, that's my story about how I slept with as many men as I could to sway them to vote the way i wanted them vote duringrhe 2008 election.

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    # 71697 - by Gullible / May 31, 2024
    - It's Political -
    Straight Female / 29

    Its Just Something I Can't Do

    .... xxxxxxxxx ....

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    # 71681 - by Thatsjustsumfingicantdo / May 30, 2024
    - It's Political -
    Straight Female / 34

    I Could Be A Princess, But I'd Rather Be Ordinary Than One Of Them

    As a child I was in love with the romantic portrayals of the 19th century. It took a lot of growing up to realize that was for the very, very rich. For everyone else it wasn't romantic.

    Now I'm 34, I know lots of very, very rich. My husband is one of them, I'm his 'ordinary' wife. These very, very rich live a very romantic life, so unaware and distant from everybody else. I hear things, lies they believe. My husband is not one of them, he knows 'from whence I came'.

    There is one more thing, these very, very rich will fuck anything, male or female or in between. They somehow forget how to respect themselves.

    Fortunately I don't live amongst them, I live an 'ordinary' life in an 'ordinary' town and our children do too. They know they live 'well', but have no idea how rich their father really is. When he first met me, I told him, don't take me away from who I really am. The 'indulgence' is being a stay at home Mom.

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    # 71300 - by Megan / May 6, 2024
    • - It's Political -
    Straight Male / 32

    He-him-Her-she-they-wtf

    A while back I started talking to female friends younger sister (25ish) who is a biological female but saw herself as a dude. Besides a high and tight and more pit hair than me she is actually cute as fuck and has a tight little body. One night she came over to my house so I could check out a car issue she was having. We were just bullshitting, I was under the front of car replacing a lower radiator hose clamp and she was looking down in the engine bay watching what I was doing. After some untastfult jokes on my part, she joked about me being homophobic and I said, that's bullshit, I'd fuck your brains out anytime. She just stopped, I could make out a very perplexed look on her face and she says, you want to have sex with me? I told her the truth, that I thought she was super cute and I'd love to hook up with her. She kind of moved on to other topics after that, but later when we were in my house she brought it back up. At this point I knew she was thinking seriously about it. So I did just like I would with any other woman and started treating special and complimenting her constantly, doing little sweet things here and there. After about a week of that she was back at my house with the intention of doing something she had previously said she'd never do. Get fucked by man. I can't say it was all great, there was body hair in places that I was not used to, but fucking hell what a tight pussy. After being together for a short while she was back to just being her. I'm not saying all the confused girls just need a good dick to straighten them out, but that's all she needed.

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    # 71144 - by Jeb / April 24, 2024
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