Threading the Needle Ch. 11 - Sex Stories

Threading the Needle Ch. 11

... normal life. "Somebody like Logan can make me happy, I think."

The future facing her was scary. Having gotten to know the lesbians in the whitewater group, she saw that they were all happy with their lives to one degree or another. If they weren't, it wasn't because of their sexual preference. At the same time, she knew they were all from places far less conservative than Oklahoma. As far as she knew, their families all supported, or at least accepted, them when they came out. None of them was disowned.

"They don't have my parents," she thought. The church they attended was one that preached a hardline on homosexuality, even though her parents weren't that active in it. She always shied away from talking about it at home, for fear of hearing what she dreaded. Not knowing was better than being certain that her parents would reject her if they knew what was in her heart. She honestly didn't know how they would react, so she kept that so deeply hidden back home that most of the time, she wasn't even aware of it.

Even now, she avoided it. "I'm not lesbian," she told herself once again. "I like men too. I think I'm just bi. That might not any better for them, I know, but as long as I live straight..." It was easier now that she was dating someone. She could focus on him, and not herself. It also distracted her from thinking about other women.

"I wonder how Marika's weekend was," she thought, not even noticing how her mind jumped to think about the older woman. "I ...

... hope she is feeling better." It was obvious that something was bothering her, but Winnie couldn't figure out if it was something more than Yamile. "I hope she knows I'd do anything I can to help her," she thought. "She's done so much for me."

Sighing, she put on her blouse and started buttoning it up. Tucking it into her skirt, she went into the bathroom to put on her makeup. Marika was still on her mind, and again Winnie was unaware that she spent more time than usual in getting her makeup just right. When she finished, she looked at the clock. "Oh damn, where did the time go?" She rushed out to grab her things and head to work.

Unfortunately, there was too much to do for Winnie to stop by Marika's office for most of the morning. She finally managed to stick her head in about 11:30.

"Hey there, stranger," she said with a smile. Marika looked up and returned the smile, but Winnie noted that it didn't seem to touch her eyes. The cloud of gloom still hung over her.

"Hi. How was the weekend? Did you have fun with Logan?" she asked. As they got closer, she kept own feelings about Logan carefully hidden. There was something that reminded her of Samuel back when they first started dating. Beyond that, Marika was honest enough to admit that she also was a little jealous of him. When Winnie blushed, she felt that envy flame even higher. "I see," Marika said, "so, you had a very good time!" She forced a chuckle.

Winnie blushed even deeper and nodded. "Yeah," she said. She ...