Nevertheless, the first hints of adolescence were starting to becomeapparent. As my body began to show those first changes, I hated it! Iguess that ...emotionally, my decision about the which side of that fenceto choose seemed to have been made for me. Mom and Dad and I talked alot about it, and after weeks of soul-searching, Mom took me to aspecialist in Dallas. He asked me lots of questions and gave me sometests, then referred us to a psychologist. The psychologist was veryunderstanding and. She said she wasn’t sure and made the most adorable face as she was thinking about it. I could tell she was messing with me and wanted me to beg a little. “Come on Mary, you know you wanna stay. Ok how about this. You spend the night and think about it and I will have a surprise for you in the morning that might convince you to stay here a bit longer.” I said. She then smiled and agreed. She told me I didn’t have to get her anything but I told her that I would because tomorrow was Christmas.. Or a woman if she prefers that. I'm quite bi myself so would be comfortable either way, but she doesn't seem to have the will, or courage maybe, to get back into the dating game.Danni has had more sex recently than Mum. Only with me it has to be said, but it's still sex. We started experimenting about 2 years ago, just kissing and stuff but it developed into something more and we have been lesbian lovers for a while now. As I said I'm bi though, and yes I've been out with boys too. Had sex with. As soon as the door shuts, I roll over clutching my pillow sobbing.After my humiliating punishment, I head to the bathroom and start my bath. I was just caught wearing makeup, considered trashy by my parents at seventeen, but I spy my mother's lipstick on the counter by the sink, and an idea pops into my head. Picking up her lipstick, I paint a circle on my nose tip, and carefully outline my downturned lips in a huge smile.Up until now, it has been hard for me to look in the mirror. I guess it.