Being a happily married wife to a wonderful man and mother of three, I’m a huge supporter of the LGBTQIA+ community. Eleven months out of the year, I am a model heterosexual but when June rolls around, I leave my husband and kids (an agreement written in the prenup) and rent a studio apartment in the cultural district.
I dust off my sleeveless muscle tees and relaxed-fit jeans and hit the town, looking for all the girl-on-girl action I can find. I try not to let them get attached, it gets messy around June 30th...in the past I had to fake my death to get rid of this really clingy girl.
By lezzing out for pride month, I’m showing that love is love, gay is good, and finding out that I acutally really like playing softball. I’m here! I’m queer! But only for like 4 weeks. Rock on!