image by Ken Brown, ©1990


As we eased into each other's company, out of nowhere Lyca squeezed my arm when a plump blonde college girl walked by in a miniskirt and calf-high boots. "Mmm, I'd love to dance with her," Lyca said.

She told me she'd been bisexual for about a year, during which time she'd slept with four women. She liked the physical contact but was ultimately disappointed because they had all turned out to be just experimenting. She wanted to find a woman who would really love her, a woman who would be a part of her life, like Leon.

"There was this one girl I really liked, but she was scared off by Leon and me. She said there was so much intimacy between us, and she knew she could never be a part of it. I told her to give it some time. I said, 'Leon and I have been together for three years -- we know everything about each other. It takes a long time to build that kind of intimacy. Stick around and you could have intimacy with us.'"


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