Jenny sat, the screen before her blank, then an ideal spaked to life inside her head and her fingers began to stroke the keys.
This is her story. Read with Caution!

Warning: The story you are about to read is based on actual events, it happened to a girl who knows a girl who’s brothers sisters mom knew a girl who’s cousin said it was true. So read and arm yourself with knowledge cause you never know when lesbians are gonna attack.

It was a warm summer day, the leaves were green, the grass was cut, the birds were trying to mate with the bees. That’s my understanding anyway.

I was a young girl still unfamiliar with the evils of the world, giddy and *****…oops I guess I shouldn’t use that word “*****” …I was giddy and….giddy.

Happily I skipped along, a goofy grin upon my face, forcing myself to…..I mean willing checking out the men who were out on the prowl.

I had just passed a real keeper, his beer belly hanging out over his faded jeans, flip flops upon his hairy feet, a hat that read “Keep on trucking.” was on his balding head.

I was so taken in by this man that I never saw her coming, those lesbians are a tricky bunch. I bet you she placed the stick on the ground, the one that I tripped over.

Lying there on the ground , my ankle throbbing in pain I hoped that my knight in all his glory would come to my rescue, but to my horror he just stood there watching, then it happened I came face to face with something that I have never been able to forget.

Those flannel covered arms, that mullet hair, sure I was attracted to…I mean those combat
boots, she smelled of fish and well that’s all I could smell.

A rainbow sprung to life behind her as a big beefy hand reached out to touch my leg, I could tell by the look in her eye that it wasn’t going to stop there.

Oh sure she said “Are you ok?” Like I didn’t know that she was the reason I was on the ground in the first place.

I reached deep down with in myself, knowing that if I didn’t stop this amazon she would have her way with me right there on the street, I found a river of courage I didn’t know I had, I yelled at her “Get you ***** hands off me.”

“Right, like I’d waste my talents on the likes of you.”

That she devil actually said that to me, I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, of course she wanted me, why wouldn’t she?

That’s when I heard my knight yell “Hey you two gonna get it on or not?”

I made myself stand and it wasn’t easy with her watching my every move, I knew she was undressing me with her eyes.She had me down to white cotton by the time I was on my feet.

“You are crazy, I’m not like her.” That’s exactly what I told him, she laughed. Can you believe that, she thought it was funny that I had been mistaknely thought of as a *****.

“Yeah this is my honey, cute ain’t she?”

I couldn’t believe what I had just heard me, her honey I think not, she wished cause their always wanting what they can’t have. You know us straight women.

Not being able to take anymore I ran,despite the pain in my ankle, ok so I hobbled more than ran, knowing that she could never keep up with me. I ran or hobbled all the way home, falling upon my bed and I wept like a baby.

That day changed my life forever, I can only pray that by telling my story I save someone else from the trauma that I have lived through.

So watch out people cause a ***** could be watching you right now, waiting for the moment to strike, throwing sticks out, just hoping for some poor straight woman to trip.

Be aware of the warning signs fish, flannel, mullets,rainbows. If you see or smell any of these things run, run for your life because a lesbain could be ready to attack.