Lesbian Sleepover & Slumber Party Handbook: Games Girls Play

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Lesbian Sleepover & Slumber Party Handbook: Games Girls Play

Lesbian Sleepover & Slumber Party Handbook: Games Girls Play

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In the latest book of the long-running Lola Reads series, Lola is off to her first sleepover! She’s excited about spending the night with her cousin Hani and Hani’s two moms, Lola’s aunts. The fact that they’re a two-mom couple is a complete non-issue. I would feel horrible, hurting a person I cared for, even though I was certain they wouldn’t be able to care for me in the years ahead in the way I needed them to — someone who I suspected, ultimately, wanted different things. How do you justify leaving a perfectly nice relationship, taking a blind chance that there might be something better for you out there — even if you’re right? The colours, the dancing, the MILK, the lesbian realness I am going into cardiac arrest @britneyspears #SlumberParty— Matt (@thepapsmear) November 18, 2016 I mean fair enough because I mean she did let me spend the night after my oh-so generous contributions to her stand. In my younger days when we were funded only partially for professional conferences I shared rooms with colleagues — but beds never. And only this last weekend I shared a 4 bed room with friends on a weekend trip — we couldn’t get too doubles. Oddly this huge 4 double bedded room was wonderful — like a giant slumber party. But this was friends NOT co-workers.

for a variety of reasons – some do it because they feel they can be closer to protect their child, others admit it’s filling a void and easing the aftermath of a tough divorce. Some parents tell me Brown eyes peer up at my own as I approach the stand and a grin soon follows after. I'm broken out of my thoughts as I register this. My partner was patient and kind. But as time went on, they got frustrated — understandably — and they suggested, as a reparative measure, that we open up our relationship. Tequila was definitely involved. The night started off just like any other. It was the end to an unusually stressful work week and my best friend and I decided to ditch the wine and go for something a bit more potent. At about four shots and two mixed drinks in, things started to get interesting…It was thrilling, and cathartic, to have such a deep, generous conversation with three smart women about a question that’s been at the center of my personal and professional life for nearly five years now: Can lesbians, and women in general, survive the gender revolution? The whole thing was a disaster, actually. The director didn’t want us to spend any money on food, for example. She kept saying that we could eat at the vendor receptions. Some of them did have good food, but one night there was just a giant bowl of fruit. Uh, that’s not my definition of “dinner”! My fingers actually struggle a little as they push down my undergarments exposing my glistening shame hidden behind a carpet of dark hair. My panties are ruined. These choices are homophobic,” I tell my new friend Dana. She’s technically my press handler, tasked with making sure I see the best that the tour operator, Olivia Travel, has to offer. So far, she’s more than delivered, but the weak karaoke selection — not Dana’s fault! — is a rare low point on a trip that, four days in, has already slowly but surely begun to change my life.

The first time I thought that Olivia might actually stand a chance at survival was Sunday, the first full day of the cruise, when I attended the welcome mixer for “Generation O,” which is how Olivia refers to its precious few millennial and Generation X clientele. As I walked around the ship, which holds over 2,000 passengers, it was already clear that the average woman here was a couple decades older than me. But it turned out that there were a few other twenty- and thirtysomethings who’d managed to find their way to Olivia. Once, after I came in her hands, I burst into tears (yeah, I know, big dyke energy), and she held me tightly in her strong, sure arms. “You’re OK,” she said. “I’ve got you.” She kissed my hair.Full disclosure: Our kids have always had sleepovers with both boys and girls since they’ve always been friends with both. I don’t imagine that they’re suddenly going to turn from Doritos and pingpong to cunnilingus, but if they did? Then I would trust that’s what the kids were ready for, regardless of anybody’s gender.



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