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Best moment of my life even though I completely blew the moment.
God if I could go back in time.
Grade 4, Melissa D started wearing pink leggings.
I would have happily chewed glass if it would get me 5 minutes sitting next to her.
Actually touching her would have been so far out of the realm of possibilities I don't think the thought ever occurred to me.
But I would have drank her bathwater.
Last edited by Dr.Knuckles; 29th October 2016 at 09:15 PM.
I can't remember when. I don't think its so explicitly conscious that one can easily recall when it happened. Its more internal, instinctive IMHO
I dont remember ever giving it any thought, I think I just "knew"..... as I got into my teens, my sexual orientation was no question, I was straight and I knew that. I did have friends who were openly gay and did approach me and out of respect, gave it sincere consideration....the answer was no, I wasnt even curious. I still enjoyed them liking me in that way though, its hard not to enjoy people having such interest in you!
One thing has always been abundantly clear to me: some people want sex as part of an overall hatred of humanity they enact in every other area of their lives. Others want sex as part of their loving, generous nature.
That's really the only orientation that matters.
I can't even imagine what that was like.
PM me if you want.
As to your post I will say this.
Are we talking about love or sex because they are two different things.
I knew I liked girls long before I had sex. I remember Mrs. Hall taking her shoes off and standing on a chair to change a decoration or something and she had this short dress on and I was like.........yep.
That was it for me.
I knew. 4th grade.