Chapter Ten
Daltons Slut
Prissy, Prissy, Prissy
I got your letter, sweetheart, and you cant believe how glad I was to hear that you found someone. And what a guy! You need someone to protect you, and rough, rough is nice on men, even though I wouldnt want to have one. I hope he stays, and you get married and have lots of kids
(laughing). You think any of us will ever have a life like that? Im pretty much screwed. Lesbians are just not in around here. My lover had to leave, but I found someone amazingly quick. I wasnt even looking. In fact, while I was in mourning, I knew that no one would want my grief. Then Diana appeared. Shes English, tall, beautiful, a little butch, but I like that. Shes quite a match for me. I mean before, everything had to be hidden because it was so dangero
