It Must Be Our Latino DNA

Multigenerational lesbian women in my family. My paternal grandmother is a repressed lesbian. In her day she was married at 17, my grandfather is a doctor and works long hours. I'm convinced his office nurse is his girlfriend, a more or less open secret. My grandmother has a lifelong friend, a woman that owns a bridal gown business. As a lesbian myself, I have no doubts my grandmother is a butch lesbian.

My father's older sister is a lesbian. She is also butch, I'm sure if you looked close you would find a ball sack between her legs. She trolls for younger women. She was married for a long time to a hard ass. He kept her knocked up for the first five years, like dominoes falling she had five kids before she was 25. He is the person who holds the reins. Like I said he is a no nonsense hard ass and she knows better than to answer back. Her lover is a girl my age who works at the art school as an admissions clerk. She is a soft princess, my aunt's preferred type.

I'm a lesbian, discovered my 'proclivity' in high school. My aunt called me out on it. When I went to college I tried anything and everything, mostly butch. My preferred type is intellectual fem. More or less like my aunt. Now here comes reality. I get involved with Mr. X. A hard driving businessman I met on an internship. He fucks me the first night out. He whispers and I turn my head. He is the hard ass in my life. I get knocked up, at his request. It's a way to prove my submission. It's that type of a relationship. Makes me a breeder, just like my aunt.

Three butch lesbians, three generations, three submissive butch lesbians to hard ass men. Three breeders for A type men. We all have our side action, but we all answer to men.