51 - Crazy Little Thing

Anne purred, then crawled over towards her before I could volunteer my own story of when I first realized I was neither homosexual nor heterosexual. My partner gently kissed our girlfriend on the mouth, their hands cradling each other´s face or hips. I leaned back, resting my back on the edge of the sofa, enjoying once again witnessing the two of them being affectionate with one another. Obviously, the conversation had shifted away from magazine covers and ´80s movies. We could talk about all of that more later,