“I should probably get going. I don't want to impose on you any longer.” My friend Cheryl, a cute blonde from Albany, stood up. Her husband Dennis stood with her. I got up, too. “It's really no trouble. We love having you over. Please come by whenever you want.” I put an arm around her waist and led her to the front door. My husband walked alongside us. “I’d feel like I was imp–” I spun her around to face me. “You're not...

For this next part, I wasn't present for much of what happened, so I’ll let Cheryl tell it: Having sex with Clarissa awoke something new in me. I’d accepted that I was into girls on my vacation with Amanda, but Clarissa helped me be at peace with it. I woke up the next morning in her arms, and everything we’d done the night before came back to me. Not just the pleasure, but the comfort, the reassurance, and the trust. I w...