or was I in some wonderful dream? I ran my hand down to the base of her spine and pulled her closer to me as she kissed my ear and whispered, “Oh Fee.” “Oh Megan” I replied and we would have scrambled around making love for an hour or more if it had been the right place, but it wasn’t, it was the cold concrete floored changing room of a high school swimming pool, not the Hyatt Hotel.
We kissed and we smiled, we exchanged words of love, and began a relationship that was to last for five years through college and beyond. That day was a giant crossroads in our lives, we had beaten the unbeatable foe and we had defined our sexual orientation for life.
