In the course of my sexual life, I wouldn't count my relationship er... hmmm. Let's call it an encounter... with Liz as being one of any real significance. She probably wouldn't even merit her own chapter had it not been for one particular incident. And remembering that, I've decided, makes the story worthy of retelling.

Liz was just 17 but she knew what she wanted! She wanted a woman - any woman, I guess - who could "show her the ropes" so to speak. I didn't know that then.

I liked her. She was witty and full of self-confidence. She had hazel eyes behind her Ray-Ban's and drove a '68 Impala that she, with dad's help, had restored herself. She was also one of the best pool players I'd ever seen - and that, to me, was incredibly sexy!

The first time we were together, it was I who was the nervous one! She couldn't wait! What I didn't realize was it wasn't me she couldn't wait to be with. She just couldn't wait to do it - with anyone, I suspect. A fact that became evident about one minute after we were done.

Don't fret... This is not a story of heartbreak. Mostly irritation in feeling like i was suckered. But there is one noteworthy thing to tell that is so priceless I wouldn't trade a thing. That is something her dad said when he found out his only little girl was doing nasty things with another girl (me)!

My friends and I had just dropped Liz off at her house and before we could back out of the driveway, her dad came out and invited us to "come in for a beer." I looked at my friends whose casual shrug fortified my sense of having 'back-up' and we parked and went into his man-cave' garage. As if he planned to play pool with us, he picked up the cue stick and chalk. Then while he twisted the stick into the little blue block he calmly said "So, Lizzie has gotten it into her head that she wants to be a dyke." I was holding my breath now. Then he said "I don't think so." Then he turned to me with a look of total disgust and said "a lesbian will never know the feeling of a mans' hairy chest rubbing against her breasts while making love!"

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My two friends couldn't help it... There was a few seconds of silence and then... They practically spit all over themselves laughing and both said, "Thank God for that!!"

I held out for only a few seconds more before I blew up too and we just laughed and stumbled our way back out to the car and away from there.