Making It

My mother had men come over, they left before morning. Most of the time I could hear everything. We lived in a trailer with two rooms. Every once in a while the man was there when I got up for school. In high school I was a pleaser, an easy lay. After high school I met a guy who took me to California, he had me tattooed with his name, across my pussy he had a No Trespassing sign tattooed.

I got a job as a clerk for an auto repair shop. The owner fucked me over his desk. I started college one course at a time and took a psychology course. The more I read the more I started to understand that I had low self esteem. I changed jobs, a guy from one of my classes got me a job in a real company. Everyone dressed nice, were respectful and the men left you alone.

I met Kelly there, she introduced me to girl sex. I liked that a lot and we stayed together, the helped me finish college. She never liked my tattoos, the best we could do was cover them with other tattoos. She had a boyfriend from earlier days and he looked her up and asked her to marry him. So they got married, better than being single.

At work I started seeing a man from another department. Kelly kept me from misbehaving, helped me dress the part, play the game. After 8 months we got married. He is a very nice guy, real family man, real house, real kids. I live in a real nice suburb, I stopped working when my son was born. Kelly calks it Disney Land. She has a kid too. We do cheat, we never stopped our girl thing. Making love with her feels right, it is not like sex with a man.