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Click here"So have you figured it out? Are you gay or straight?"
"Do we have only those two choices?"
"I guess, what is the alternative?"
"You were my roommate in college. What do you think I am?"
"Well I've always been gay. I figured you were too. You'd come in late at night, half drunk, obviously horny. You'd get in bed with me and you'd fuck me."
"Yes, I remember. But the fact is, with the passing of time, I began to enjoy sex, mostly with women, and and on rare occasions with a very fem transsexual I had met in a gay bar years back.."
"So now you are straight?"
"To answer your question, on one occasion, I spent an hour sitting in a sauna conversing with a gay psychiatrist. We discussed my experiences and sexual preferences. I asked him if I was gay?
He questioned me about my dreams, did I dream of men having sex with me? No, never. Was I fascinated by men’s penises? I wasn’t. I accommodate them if necessary, but my pleasure was in vaginal or anal intercourse. I loved fucking. I preferred women but was capable of penetrating men.
His diagnosis, “You are not gay.” You are a bisexual with a preference for feminine sexual companions, be they women or female men. So I guess that answers your question."