The Road To Perdition

Growing up in rural east Texas we were high school centric and church kids. That doesn't mean we were all goody two shoes, but I was. I left for college in Austin never having experienced the hand of a man on my tender bosom or a kiss on my sweet lips. I lost any semblance of a virginal maiden one week after classes started in my freshman year.

At the hands of a wolf in sheep's clothing I was derobed and found myself staring at a naked woman. Ravaged I was left to lick my wounds brought on me by my only friend and roommate. She cussed with language unbecoming a young lady, but the damage was done. I was no longer a virgin.

As hard as I tried, as much as I wanted, I could not shake her and she became my girlfriend.

I waited my turn, did what she asked of me, kept my opinions to myself not to embarrass her. I moved in with her after our freshman year on the understanding I was her little sister. Not ever having had an older sister I quickly adapted to her. She was accepted in veterinary school after graduation so I followed to be with her.

Alone away from home it was the two of us against the world. The bed was cold, the apartment quiet, she asked me to sleep beside her. What was sisterly love soon turned to i****t as we discovered the warmth in each other's arms and the sweetness of love's kisses. What was never part of our repertoire became our passion. A man can only do so much, but he can't fulfill all a girl's needs. We ignored male advances and became more than sisters, we became lovers.

And so a young girl from east Texas, virginal and proper, went off to college and became a lesbian.