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My Family
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Bi-Sexual Female / 20
Finding Family In A Not So Lesbian Way
I ran away from my life at fifteen and ended up worse off. I worked as a waitress before getting a job modeling underwear on an internet site. A not so nice lady saved me from porn by making me live with foster parents and go back to school. My foster father beat off to porn on tv, my foster mother said it was safe sex, he didn't touch her that way.
I turned eighteen and aged out and went back to waitressing and got a GED. I got a job along with a friend from the grill as hostesses for a convention. We wore skin tight underwear and high heels. She got lucky and went home with a man. I got my period and slept on a bench at a bus stop. I was taken in for indecent exposure and got thirty hours of community service. That's where I met Louise.
Louise was a recovering alcoholic who liked girls at night. She got alimony and her job at the women's center, she lived in a studio apartment, her bed was warm and she was very affectionate. I lived with Louise, went to cosmetology school and became a hairdresser and makeup artist and got a job with a television station doing makeup and hair for the news team.
Louise kept me close and didn't loan me out, although I wasn't a 'lesbian' I slept with her and she held me at night and told me she loved me. She told me she wouldn't drink if I loved her back. That's why Louise and me live together, I do her hair and I'm like AA for her, and she shows me how much she loves me, in her not lesbian way. All cuddled up tight in bed with the lights out at night. I have family now. In a not so lesbian way.
I turned eighteen and aged out and went back to waitressing and got a GED. I got a job along with a friend from the grill as hostesses for a convention. We wore skin tight underwear and high heels. She got lucky and went home with a man. I got my period and slept on a bench at a bus stop. I was taken in for indecent exposure and got thirty hours of community service. That's where I met Louise.
Louise was a recovering alcoholic who liked girls at night. She got alimony and her job at the women's center, she lived in a studio apartment, her bed was warm and she was very affectionate. I lived with Louise, went to cosmetology school and became a hairdresser and makeup artist and got a job with a television station doing makeup and hair for the news team.
Louise kept me close and didn't loan me out, although I wasn't a 'lesbian' I slept with her and she held me at night and told me she loved me. She told me she wouldn't drink if I loved her back. That's why Louise and me live together, I do her hair and I'm like AA for her, and she shows me how much she loves me, in her not lesbian way. All cuddled up tight in bed with the lights out at night. I have family now. In a not so lesbian way.
