There once was this lonely little girl. She would swing on the big swing at the local elementary school, all by herself. One day, she was sitting on the swing and another little girl came up and sat on the swing beside her.
They started talking and the other little girl said "lets go to my house"...turned out she lived a couple of houses down from the lonely girl. When they got to the house, nobody was home, no mom, no dad, no nothing. So the two little girls were all alone...talking...
Then the other little girl said to the lonely girl, "I have a cigarette"...and she lit it up and then handed it to the lonely girl. They both inhaled and coughed, and laughed. The other little girl went into the kitchen and got an onion. She came back out and said "here bite into this, it will get rid of the cigarette smell on your breath"...so both little girls took bites out of the onion....gag...
The other little girl walked into a room and came back out with a Playboy magazine...the lonely girl had never seen a naked person, or woman before...she had seen her mom, but always bruised and skinny, she never thought twice about her or nudity.
When the lonely girl saw the centerfold..something stirred deep inside her. The woman was beautiful. She had long dark hair, and was completely naked except for a cloth that covered one side of her body...the other side, the breast, the vagina all that showed in the centerfold picture. The lonely girl loved the woman in the picture, she wanted to be the woman in the picture...beautiful, confident, sexy, alive....
It was at that moment that the lonely girl, wanted to touch a woman...she knew something was off, she knew it was "wrong" but her desire was very strong, she could not take her eyes off the centerfold.
The lonely girl did not know it, but that stirring deep inside her was Sammy...her mute personality, her lesbian altar. The lonely girl did not know about Sammy, she spent almost all of her life feeling guilty about being attracted to woman, the lonely girl married a man, had children, but always the need or urge to be with a woman...to feel a woman's soft body, soft touch..but she hid the urge best she could, to be normal.
Fast forward a gazillion years....Sammy is now being able to be herself...she wants a woman to be with, and she can be open about her lesbianism...the lonely little girl is all grown up, old even, and finally not so lonely....she now knows she will never be lonely again, because she is aware of her other personalities, all in her head, never going away, she is always in the company of seven other alters...a crowded brain for sure. And she has a person, man, in her life that she loves....
but the urge to be with a woman is strong for Sammy....Sammy is now the lonely little girl...
S, T
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I saw a woman in a magazine
the most beautiful woman, I had ever seen...
Her hair was dark and long,
like the lyrics of a beautiful song...
She haunts my sleep,
taking memories I want to keep...
She was all I could see,
all I ever wanted to be...
wanting her,
that was my silent plea....
Sammy
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