Card Carrying Lesbian … What’s in your wallet?

Two Lesbians Walk into the VA ….

Posted on 16. Feb, 2009 by Sasha.

Going to the Long Beach VA with my Marine girlfriend is always an experience within itself. The other day, she had to go in to get her wrist checked. Apparently, dating me may give her carpal tunnel syndrome or worse.

As soon as we step foot on VA soil, we go into “act straight mode” … no hand holding, no kissing, NO TOUCHING whatsoever. I tell myself that it’s the same thing as if I were going with my straight best friend (if I had one, but she’s long gone because she was a backstabbing bitch). I tell myself that people probably just assume I’m her best friend, totally platonic … uh huh … no hot lesbian action happening here! No sir.

But apparently we stand out over there. Either we look extremely gay or [...]

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Damsel in Distress seeks Hero on White Steed

Posted on 05. Feb, 2009 by Sasha.

Last night after the lights went out, my gf and I started having one of those deep conversations that only come from being a little drunk or so tired you’re almost delusional. We were both exhausted, which translated into being too tired to hit the edit button on our brains. There’s also something about talking in the dark that’s a lot like talking on the phone. It gives you a feeling of being unobserved, allowing you to pause and ponder what the other just said, unafraid that your partner will misinterpret the trepid look on your face.

If any of you read the comments left on my last blog you could see how I may have felt a little targeted yesterday. And like a good girlfriend, Remi came to my defense. I didn’t ask her too, I never would. Not that I would ever have to. While mild mannered in most ways, she’s always too happy to come to my rescue.

Which is what we were talking about last night …. my apparent need of the occasional Knight in Shining Armor and her need to be that for me. I started to worry recently with some other things that have been going on in my life that Remi would soon tire of having to always “save me” even though it’s usually from myself. [...]

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