I had just learned that I’m into women. And I just had my first kiss. With a woman of course. Her name was Lilabeth Wright, or Lila for short. She was my first actual love interest. The first person I had chosen for myself. No one knew that I didn’t want to be with a man. I thought it would have been obvious by now because I reject every suitor before they even have the chance to introduce themselves. There were some that I’d keep around because I was bored. Plus my mother insisted that I find a husband before I have to marry a man old enough to be my father. Disgusting. It’s disgusting how older men will prey on younger women who are of age and force them to carry their heir. If you didn’t want to, they would have no problem with making sure that you’re not pretty enough for any other sui
