I’m a 20-year-old gay woman in my first year of college. About eight months ago I became good friends with the woman next door to me.

I live in a college residence hall where promiscuity doesn’t go over too well, which I find disappointing since I enjoy an active sex life.

Gloria, my friend next door, is from New York City. We had known each other for five months. I wasn’t really sure whether she was straight or gay, but I was willing to find out. I tried to get closer to her than I would with a straight friend. The first semester went by quickly, and all that I had gained was a very close friendship. During the Christmas break I decided to write to Gloria about my homosexuality. I was relieved to find that it didn’t bother her.

After we returned in February, a few of my gay... Read More