Now, I happily identify as bisexual, and a lot of feelings and a few dreams from high school make a lot more sense." —Cathy, 35"This girl and I had been hanging out for a while.
I knew she was gay, and I wasn't sure about my own identity.
This makeout session led to four months of sneaking off to have sex in corners of our apartment where our other roommates wouldn't see and hooking up in public restrooms, etc.
Nothing ever came of us besides a friendship, but I've never turned back." —Tayla, 23"I'd never really thought of myself as anything other than straight until a friend of mine said she liked me and it was too bad I didn't like girls.
She told me: "Nearly 75 percent of my male clients seek my help with the goal of a quality relationship rather than a hookup, which is surprising." Surprising?
We were very good friends, and her boyfriend was my close friend.The woman was very sweet, curvy, and had amazing lips.We sat around watching silly porn for a while, no one making any moves, and then eventually she just attacked me. You're sobbing into your hankies because, deep in your hearts, you really just wanted to be loved. You lurch onto Tinder with your egos and tongues hanging out, claiming you're looking to, as the vernacular has it, hook up. You're sitting at home watching reruns of "Pretty Woman," aren't you?