Richard ~ I spent an evening in the company of a very pretty lesbian a few years ago (true ) ~ she spoke non stop about why she found women so attractive, how she would look at women when they entered a room and how she fantasized about making mad frenzied love to them all night .
It was during that evening that I realized I was a lesbian
Bill
What a co-incidence Bill exactly the same happened to me. One lonely night in a sleezy downton bar on Regina Street in the late seventies, (Now theres not many on forum will remember those heady days)
Oh the memories, I think it was in Helens Bar or the Stake (sic) House
Or it could have been the 39 Steps but what nights they were even the goats and sheep appreciated us Brits in those days
