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Harper smiled at me like I’d hung the moon. Jamie snapped their fingers in support. Leah fist pumped. Dani whispered, “Slay.” Then Sienna spoke. “I used to think ‘queer’ fit me better,” she said softly. “But now I think lesbian fits too. Like it doesn’t feel scary anymore.” I nudged her. “Because you have amazing taste in girlfriends.” She snorted so loudly someone dropped a pen. The meeting kept going people sharing stories, tiny wins, and stupid moments. Leah talked about her crush on the girl who works at Smoothie King.

That was why she'd ended up in a Reject. Okay, so we did have a few good players. Apart from Stefanie, we had Nora. She had speed, brilliant batting skills, and fierce determination. Nora's old club never gave girls a decent chance to make the First Class. She got so mad she switched clubs. Now Nora was out to prove something. Trouble was, she got stuck with the Rejects.

She smiled, "wooow.. you know all that?" I sighed not trying to think about last night and me on my laptop going through these stupid lesbian groups on F******k. They were full of shitty narrow minded people who thought they were real lesbians because they didn't have kids or sleep with a man.. I looked at Meagan, "makes me wonder if they even know what a lesbian is? Coz they make it about sex and kids forgetting that we are females regardless of our sexuality and females pop out children." Meg laughed, "eat and preach at the same time..."

I stuttered. A chirpy blonde approached me in all smiles. “Hi, I’m Raina” she introduced, pointing over to a red-haired girl. “And that’s my mate, Sheena. We’re representing the vampire district” Her mate was..a girl? “Raina, you’re...” “I’m a lesbian” She concludes. The smile on her face slowly waxes off as she asks “Does that disgust you?” “Not at all” I say. “I think it’s cute. You two make a cute couple”

“You keep using that word like it matters. Like it erases duty. Like it erases history.” “Leave her alone, India,” Leera says, her voice shaking but defiant. She stands up, stepping out from behind me. “He doesn’t want you.” India stops, her smile vanishing. She looks at Leera, really looks at her, with a hatred so pure it chills the air. “Oh, honey,” India says, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “He might want you. He might even love the idea of you. But he doesn’t belong to you.”

Catarina smiled like a knife, her violet lips, crimson eyes, and bronzy skin shining like a wind chime. Catarina's sleek, proud black hair cut like a blade across her face, and the Aswang Queen smirked, winking at Ambrosio. "Men can't tell time, Ambrosio. Always waging war, instead of keeping peace like us women. That is why the humans of Mindanao and Domminga Mountain valleys used their warrior shaman to forbid the offerings of babies to us as servants, and why those miscreants Aswang feast upon pregnant fetuses. To not embrace change, dear Ambrosio..." Catarina sighed, petting a stray tarsier. "Is to die. And Ikapati, she does not want her daughters and sons to die."

she said. “But…what about…what’s going to happen if I have to,” I swallowed. “you know, get down with a woman? I have a vagina,” “For now, you have a vagina,” she pointed out. “And you know, lesbians make it work. You can always scissor each other to orgasm,” “You’re an idiot,” I said chuckling lowly. “What? I’m just saying,” she shrugged. “Did you make dinner? I didn’t cook,” “No, I had an early dinner at that…restaurant,” I said trying not think about what I left behind. Indra gasping successfully pulled me out.

Making me feel even more of a bastard than I already did. Lisa said, "We're both already having sex with Cindy. It would be nice if she could nearly be a full partner in everything we did." "Until fairly recently, being a lesbian was illegal in half the states in the US," Rhonda said. "I'm not going to get picky if you two want to fuck each other any other way but genitally. I will follow the letter of the law." Cindy and I looked at each other. There was no question in my mind what I lusted after. I'd proven it a half dozen times already and I thought Cindy felt the same way. Nothing to do but ask.

Secretive in thought and emotion, Lycer mostly keeps his past and current struggles to himself, hiding behind a playful persona Lesa: She/Her: Full of love and always protected by the communities around her, Lesa isn't prepared for the betrayal to come to her. Nonetheless, she will persist for not only herself but also the child she carries; determined to give him the same upbringing full of love that she received

Athleticism can compensate for failure to practice a dance routine, or bedroom antics and these ladies performed expertly. Our disposition didn't initiate a lesbian love fest. Both Amazons were purely heterosexual; good friends and comfortable with close proximity, if not their nakedness. My status was that of facilitator. I lured them into a triple kiss, with the added whimsy of Tadêfi's fingers playing along our lips so that she could capture every gasp, deep breath and moan.