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 Created on 9-18-07
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The First time I saw her she was sitting in a kayak. Her long brown hair glistened in the sun, and her jade green eyes reflected off the water like bright stars in a midnight sky. The two of us were at camp together.Paddle in Hands, life jacket slung over one shoulder she picked her way carefully up the lakeshore to where I’d been sitting in the sun watching her.“Hi, I’m Mary!” She introduced herself in a tone that indicated what a nice person she must be.“Hi, I’m Jenny” I replied sticking out my hand.As our hands held in what might seem to be a fairly normal handshake; something began to work inside me. Exactly what, I did not know, but soon something would evolve that would change my life forever. Even if I didn’t know how far it would push us, or how much joy and even pain it would bring us.Mary’s breathes were ragged and her muscles ached as her arms sliced through the water. Lap after lap, again and again, ringing out a pattern in her ears. For some reason she just couldn’t get me out of her mind.“I’m NOT gay!” she shouted to the empty locker room. But as the hot water ran over her muscular body she realized that I stirred something inside her like nothing nor anyone else ever had before. She didn’t understand this feeling, but it both scared and excited her and whatever it was, she was ready for it. Mary and I talked for the next couple of months online and on the phone. I soon started to realize that I wanted to be more than just friends with her. There was only one problem, she was straight. So I figured asking her to be with me would be stupid and pointless. Even if she did say yes, if or when we eventually broke up our friendship would never be the same. But I decided to tell her how I felt about her, and if things blew up in my face, well, I was willing to take that chance.It didn't go as bad as I thought it might. I sent her an e-mail telling her exactly how I felt. Her response e-mail confused me, she said she wasn't sure about having a relationship with me at this time, but if she ever decided she was bi, I'd be the first to know. A few days later she told me that she was willing to give it a shot. And so it began.Everything about our relationship was amazing and passionate. Being with Mary was fast paced and exciting, new and different. The best part was that I'd finally found someone who understood me, and was like me.We went to a party at her friend’s house, listened to music and just hung out on the couch and played pool. The more time we spent together the closer we became. We soon felt what it was like to truly be in love. Two very fun movie dates, and always lots of Starbucks! One time it started to snow while we were walking across the parking lot from Starbucks to the movie theater. She had her arm around me and the snowflakes settled on our hair and eyelashes. We then made a mad dash across several lanes of traffic to the theater. It was perfection.Sometimes though, I felt as if she may have been too good to be true. How I might’ve known how hard we both would fall…Mary and I spent every spare moment we could together, keeping it a secret from her parents because they didn't like gay/lesbian/bi people. My parents soon figured it out, but they didn't have a problem with it. Especially considering my Dad is gay.
One weekend at Mary's started out quite normal. We went to her swim eat at Bowdion College, which I was a timer for, and which she did exceptionally well at! Later that night after pepperoni and bacon pizza David, her father, took us to a huge house on the ocean that he and his wife Carol house sit every winter. Mary and I went down to the dock to look at the stars and watch the ocean. It was amazing, but so high up! The water beckoned me to jump, of course I didn't, but I know that Mary would've rescued me in an instant!
New Years Eve 2005, we spent a lot of the night watching home movies and eating our usual pepperoni and bacon pizza on the couch. Later on Mary, I, and her parents, walked down the road to their neighbor’s house, complete with a small fire pit and a bunch of kids. I ended up eating around a dozen burnt marshmallows on a dare from the kids. Mary had her arm around my waist to keep me standing because I was tired and sick from all the marshmallows. It was nice just standing by the fire leaning into her side. There were so many stars that night, it was just nice. Carol came by and pushed Mary’s arm off of my back. Mary simply put her arm around my back to steady me. Mary's mom then poked at Mary for her to come have a little chat. Both Mary and I knew what was in store. “You should go it’ll be ok” I assured her. Mary nodded and walked over to her mom. I went inside to go to the bathroom, and as I was doing that Mary was getting it.
“What is going on with you and Jenny” Carol said harshly.
“Nothing mom, we’re just friends,” Mary went on “Even if we were more then just friends, is that wrong?”
“Yes it is very wrong.” her mother said defensively.
“Thanks for being so narrow minded” Mary sarcastically said before running up to the house. It was a cold run home, not very far but cold. Her tears froze as they fell from her eyes and her heart was breaking. She ran hard and fast as the chains on the back of her pants swayed and jangled in the dark, cold night. When Mary got back to the house, she collapsed in the hallway. She cried and curled into a ball on her bed. Then all of a sudden it came to her.
“Oh no, I forgot Jenny, oh shit”
Sure enough Mary's intuition was correct. I got a nice long lecture on how the lifestyle of lesbian and gay’s was wrong and how Mary wasn’t going to live like that. So starts the long, brave battle for the sake of true love.
One weekend at Mary's started out quite normal. We went to her swim eat at Bowdion College, which I was a timer for, and which she did exceptionally well at! Later that night after pepperoni and bacon pizza David, her father, took us to a huge house on the ocean that he and his wife Carol house sit every winter. Mary and I went down to the dock to look at the stars and watch the ocean. It was amazing, but so high up! The water beckoned me to jump, of course I didn't, but I know that Mary would've rescued me in an instant!
New Years Eve 2005, we spent a lot of the night watching home movies and eating our usual pepperoni and bacon pizza on the couch. Later on Mary, I, and her parents, walked down the road to their neighbor’s house, complete with a small fire pit and a bunch of kids. I ended up eating around a dozen burnt marshmallows on a dare from the kids. Mary had her arm around my waist to keep me standing because I was tired and sick from all the marshmallows. It was nice just standing by the fire leaning into her side. There were so many stars that night, it was just nice. Carol came by and pushed Mary’s arm off of my back. Mary simply put her arm around my back to steady me. Mary's mom then poked at Mary for her to come have a little chat. Both Mary and I knew what was in store. “You should go it’ll be ok” I assured her. Mary nodded and walked over to her mom. I went inside to go to the bathroom, and as I was doing that Mary was getting it.
“What is going on with you and Jenny” Carol said harshly.
“Nothing mom, we’re just friends,” Mary went on “Even if we were more then just friends, is that wrong?”
“Yes it is very wrong.” her mother said defensively.
“Thanks for being so narrow minded” Mary sarcastically said before running up to the house. It was a cold run home, not very far but cold. Her tears froze as they fell from her eyes and her heart was breaking. She ran hard and fast as the chains on the back of her pants swayed and jangled in the dark, cold night. When Mary got back to the house, she collapsed in the hallway. She cried and curled into a ball on her bed. Then all of a sudden it came to her.
“Oh no, I forgot Jenny, oh shit”
Sure enough Mary's intuition was correct. I got a nice long lecture on how the lifestyle of lesbian and gay’s was wrong and how Mary wasn’t going to live like that. So starts the long, brave battle for the sake of true love.
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