A Story Of A Girl From South Texas

Right before I graduated from high school my student counselor called me to come see her with my mother. A scholarship had been set up by a family that owned three restaurants in town, a merit scholarship, to Baylor in Waco, Texas. After reviewing the candidates the family had settled on me, all I had to do was apply, get accepted, maintain a 3.5 GPA and my college would be paid, including room, board and transportation. I became the first in my family to go to college.

The students were conservative, Baptist, mostly rich. I only met one other girl like me, on scholarship from the other side of town. My freshman roommate was from Fort Worth, she was all American beautiful, blonde, blue eyes, with an athletic figure. She wanted to be a cheerleader, she was studying to become a women's athletic coach. I was registered in Business, but I didn't know what I wanted to study.

After a week we were on a first name basis, she was much more relaxed than me, I was embarrassed to undress in front of her, she stripped down to nothing teasing me. She sat back on her bed, her back against the wall, looking straight into my eyes she opened her legs, reaching into her vagina with two fingers. She then asked me to stick my fingers in her vagina. I wasn't given a choice, finger fuck her or we weren't going to be friends.

She claimed later that she was testing me, to see if I really liked girls. She made me let her kiss me, get her hand under my blouse, her hand between my legs, her fingers in my vagina. She used her thumb to rub my clit, her index and middle fingers finger fucking me, her kisses on my mouth, face and neck. After a while she insisted we sleep together and we use the other bed as a couch.

She confessed to me she was a dyke, and she wanted me as her one true girlfriend. For me the fear was expulsion, homosexuality was not condoned, not even for women. We lived in a homosexual relationship until we graduated. We moved to Dallas where she had a coaching position in a private school, I got a job with an oil company. We behaved out in the open, in the apartment we shared we lived in sin.

When I was 37 I had my first sex with a man, a coworker. I told him I swung the other way. After a couple of months I realized he had exposed me so I quit. I went into real estate, which became my profession. My life partner behaved herself, we had too much to lose. Not all women's coaches did and many lost their jobs. I honestly don't know if being homosexual is my natural self, but 40 years sharing my life with my freshman roommate has converted me to her. She, I have no doubt, was born that way. I can say that being sexual with her never felt wrong for me, not even that day in our dorm when she had me finger her, and she fingered me. It's what women do.