Have you eaten a grapefruit bite after bite, and then drink water? I did and trust me, the water tastes like hell.That's my life.A grapefruit that bec...me sour and then having to learn how to live with that.Something that wasn't my fault, just a real divorce in real life, a hateful relationship between my mother and my Dad, all these years.Just because my Dad was the macho type and my Mother a woman that truly believed on the equality of rights between men and women.Sounds really weird that a. " What does that mean?" I asked."If I can go a week and they still don't get any worse, then I can probably go any length of time. At least, that's what I'm hoping."I wasn't looking forward to not being with Kristen for a whole week, but I reminded myself that Kristen had this particular problem because of my bone-headed ideas. I forced myself to smile. "That sounds... um... great, Kris."Kris looked at me, and stifled a laugh. "You are a lousy actor, Jim!" She hugged me closer, planting a kiss. As soon as she walked in the bar, Lita noticed two things....great music and nothing but women. She thought, 'A lesbian bar? No way!' She had always wanted to go to a lesbian bar, so she was rather excited. She sat down at the counter and ordered a Long Island Iced Tea. Within a few minutes a couple of beautiful young women sat down beside her. "Hey, honey. How's your night going?" Lita turned and looked at the tall, slim and beautiful blonde next to her. "Pretty good, thanks for. The day was about my daughters, its meaning whatever they chose to make of it. But if I was unflinchingly honest with myself, their baptism didn’t just signify an emergence into maturity. Because I wanted them both. Desired them.A few hours later I felt Zuri lift my arm from around her waist as she rolled from my embrace. Raising eyelids still heavy with food and drink, I watched the beautiful cat-like play of muscles in her back as she bounced to her toes and stretched slowly, arms raised.