Mr. S and I met while I was president of our college's Gay-Straight Alliance. He was a straight ally and I was the super lesbian. We, of course, were just friends.
Then we started playing Trivial Pursuit in the evenings. He started falling for me pretty hardcore, and I was ecstatic to find someone who could match me intellectually.
Of course he was in a long-distance relationship at the time, so I didn't think he was interested in me. And of course, I was dating girls at the time, so I didn't consider him. In an odd twist of both of us "slipping", we ended up making out one night. And then the next two nights. Then he went to make his decision. To break it off with his fiance who lived in a different state, or to see if a relationship with me would be good. His eventual answer was to leave his key to my apartment in a plain envelope by my door.
I didn't hear from him for almost a whole year. Then he emailed me and said he made a huge mistake, and that he hasn't stopped thinking about me. We talked. And I knew that he was my exception to the lesbian thing. We've been happily together ever since.
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~I wonder who I am today. Any ideas?
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