My mom has some lesbian friends (so do I, but they’re older, more experienced, in more stable relationships) and she once asked one of them “How did you know?” And she answered, “Well, you pretty much have to really want to go down there!”
Now, I’m not like dying to go down on a girl, but the idea doesn’t necessarily repulse me. I kind of feel the same way about it as I do about going down on some random guy…
so if the right person came along, male or female, I could see it happening. A female has yet to come into my life, though.
The strongest feelings I had towards a girl was about 2 years ago. I had a boyfriend at the time and so did she. We were all friends. She is extremely gorgeous, hot and this is a well-known fact by, well, pretty much everyone. She has these crazy cat-like eyes and looks like she could beat you up and fuck you at the same time. But she also has this gentle air about her. Hard to explain. Anyway, sort of awkward seeing as we were all friends and in straight relationships. Her boyfriend knew about my feelings for her and thought it was cute and funny. So did my boyfriend. I guess a foursome crossed our minds, but of course we thought it would ruin friendships. None of it really ever got talked about very openly. I just felt a connection to her and like it was mutual. I don’t think our boyfriends would have minded if we had done anything, but again, she and I never talked about our emotions openly.
There was one night (maybe New Year’s eve?) where she invited me upstairs in some really ambiguous way. I knew it wasn’t to “Go eat ravioli” like she said. I remember thinking to myself “This could be it.” I had since broken up with said boyfriend. The reason I don’t remember it very well is because I was really fucked up…on like 4 different substances and on my way out the door. The reason I didn’t take advantage of the situation is because I was so…not in my right mind. It just didn’t seem right.