Silke

We all know what sex education is, right? In schools, they talk to the kids about sex but a lot of times, gay sex is left out. What do you think about that?

How would you explain what he has to do?

Tanisha

Not in Arabic letters please... :)

Elisha-Ray

Hunter-James

Jada-Lynn

THESE ARE FIRST NAMES

♀Jada-Lynn

♀Elisha-Ray

♂Hunter-James

They are siblings... Which nickname would you give them?

“He should have been home already.” Tina told her wife. Bette groaned and sat up. She looked at the clock and sighed.

“Tee, he’s only five minutes late. Just lie down and try to sleep. He’s 18; he can take care of himself.” Bette said and lay back down. Tina glared at her closed eyed wife.

“He is only 18. He is still a baby.” Tina protested. Bette sighed.

“He is probably saying goodbye to his girlfriend, which takes time, just calm down okay? There are people who want to sleep.” Bette said.

Inwardly, she rolled her eyes. Every time one of their kids was out with friends or their boy/girlfriend, this happened. Tina just couldn’t calm down, she was always so worried. Now, it was their son Cyrus, who was out with his girlfriend, Debbie and some friends. Cyrus was a good boy. He never came home too late. Yes, sometimes five or 10 minutes but he always had a reason.

Their oldest daughter, Selena, was another story. She was 17 and didn’t care for rules… at all. It got her into trouble, off course. She never came home on time, she drank and smoked, which made Tina and Bette crazy. They had tried everything: house arrest, no allowance, even kicking her out of the house for a few days… Selena didn’t care. She sneaked out of the house, stole or lend money or slept on the couch of her best friend. She had agreed to stop smoking in the house, which was an accomplishment. They didn’t know what they did wrong with Selena because Cyrus and their youngest child, Esther, who was 16, were almost model children. They didn’t do any of the stuff Selena did. They had tried to talk to their middle child but she shut herself off from anyone but her best friend: Victoria.

Esther was a silent girl. Just like her brown-haired mother, she was passionate by art. The only difference was, she wasn’t interested in showing art. She wanted to be an artist. She loved to draw. Her drawings were always of people. Groups of people, one woman, one man, young, old… it didn’t matter who the people were, they just had to be people although she did prefer to draw old women. She had explained to Bette that she found that it seemed like every wrinkle stood for a memory that woman owned. She wished she knew every one of them.

Just when Tina was about to reply, they heard the door opening and footsteps in the living room.

“See, he is home. Now, can we please sleep?” Bette asked.

Tina sighed with a relieved smile on her face and lay down. She looked to the side where her wife of 24 years was sleeping and spooned her from behind.

“I love you.” Tina whispered in Bette’s ear. Bette grinned and pressed herself a little closer to Tina.

“Love you to, baby.” Bette whispered back. That is how they fell asleep.

This is the beginning I have in mind. I think that Cyrus will have trouble with girls (cheating, virginity and such), Selena talking to her parents about the bullying she has to go trough every day, not only because for her parents but because of other things (still not know what that can be, if you have ideas, tell me) and Ester finding out she is gay and meeting different girl after she comes out, two bad ones and a good one who she will stick with.

Now, I really need a title but I just can't seem to find one. Please help me.

If you have any ideas for this story, let me know :)

Thanks,

Sil

Like I will be - leona lewis or something.

Bette’s POV

I look around in my school. The hallway is empty. Once again Ms. Link threw me out of the classroom. **** her. I look around again. Cleveland High. It’s my first year at this high school, but I’m a Junior, and I’m pretty popular. I am part of a gang. My mates are Shane McCutcheon, Marcus Allenwood, Alice Pieszecki and Dana Fairbanks. The last two are a couple. We don’t have a name like our ‘enemies’, Lipstick. I mean what a stupid name, right? There is a guy on that gang who claims NOT to be gay. I mean, jesus man, you are in a gang called Lipstick. Sure, the name was already that before he had a say in it but still, it’s Lipstick. Their ‘leader’ is Tina Kennard, a pretty blonde who is the head cheerleader of the school and changes boyfriends as if it were underwear… if she even wears that. I mean, she is really a B-I-T-C-H. Seriously. Her sidekicks are Anya Carson, Blair Jefferson, Tristan Smith and Gemma Jacoby. Our school is devided in two camps. Ours and theirs. I would describe Lipstick as a group of straight people who hate gays and people that tolerate and respect us. They think they are better than us and don’t let any opportunity pass to ruin or day. I mean, what the hell did we do wrong? We were just friends hanging out and then they began picking on us, without we ever saying something to them. It’s pretty ****** up. Tina and I really HATE each other, we can’t walk in the same hallways or we are practicly killing each other. I don’t think she even knows my name, she just thinks my name is ‘Gross Dyke’. It’s so stupid. The problem is: I can’t go to the teachers with this. I’m not out of the closet and if I have to explain to my parents why me and my friends are practicley bullied at school, I will be on the street in no time. I am popular though because I’m kind of the leader of the people that follow us. Tina is the leader of the other half of the school, which is bigger. It’s cooler to follow the head cheerleader + other cheerleaders and the captain of the football team. It’s sucks. Now, back to why I am standing here. Ms. Link is like… George W. Bush but then worse. She just hates us. Whenever we say one word, we get kicked out while all the other girls can whisper and ****, they never get send out. I hate her. I am almost 100% sure it’s because we are lesbians, she almost said it yesterday! Almost… Actually I hate a lot of people. Some of you might think I’m just a sad person, that’s not true. It’s not because I dress in black, grey or leather that I’m sad. It’s just my style. I also do it to piss my Dad off. He is a pretty serious lawyer and my Mom is the manager of a clothes shop, she constantly wants to put me in these silly, too girly dresses. Not that I don’t like dresses, I just don’t like the colors pink and purple in all my clothes, you know. I have a pretty big family. I am the youngest of the family. I have an older sister called Kathy but we all call her Kit, it fits her. I also have two older brothers; Immanuel (Manny) and Theodore (Theo). Kit is 21, my twin brothers are 23. I’m 17 by the way. Kit’s a singer and is pretty successful but I’m a little worried about her. She seems to drink a lot these days. Manny is a graphic designer and Theo an animal behaviorist or something… I want to do something with Arts. I love Kiki Smith, she is brilliant.

The bell rings. The door of my classroom opens and my friends walk towards me.

“Hey, Porter, having fun out here?” Shane asks smiling.

“Skinny, leave me alone. You know the ***** doesn’t like me.” I say while the walked to the cafeteria.

“She doesn’t like any of us.” Marcus says. He is one of the only straight men, or just men in general, that I like.

“Maybe because you are all filthy homos.” Blair says, her girls and guy chuckle. Tina is grinning at us, looking evil as always. We look at them and shake our heads. Silently, we decide to let this one go.

“Let’s leave these assholes alone.” Alice says. We turn around and walk to the cafeteria.

Tina Kennard POV

I see the other Gang walk away and I sigh. I tell my friends I have to go to the toilet. I sit on the tolet and sigh. I don’t like who I’ve become. It’s just… When I first arrived here, I was a nobody. Not one person talked to me but then I met Gemma and she introduced me to her friends: Anya, Blair and Tristan. I was glad I belonged somewhere, you know? I have been bullied for the past 5 years and I’m tired of it. I found friends in Anya, Blair and Gemma. I found an on and off boyfriend in Tristan. When they began picking on Bette & co, I was hesitant at first but then I noticed that how more cruel I was to them, how more respect and friends I gained, I decided that I would keep doing it.. I don’t feel good about picking on them just because they are gay. I feel bad about it but what am I supposed to do? I don’t want to go back to being bullied, I just don’t want that. I will die when I do that. At home, I live in the same environment of homophobia.

A woman cheats on her partner and they split up. They still love each other and now they are dating again. What would be a good song for them to dance to on their first date? Something slow and romantic please.

What is a DA?

I have no idea...

Can you see which reactions of your own have gotten thumbs up without having to go back to the video where you commented on?

Bette sat on her couch, her hand on her growing belly. She couldn't help a smile on her face. She was happy. Happy that she was pregnant. She would get her little baby. Everything she ever wanted. She frowned. No, not everything. She wished she had a partner to share this with. She wanted someone that was also excited that she was pregnant and would help her raise and care for the baby. But she had screwed that up. She felt so sorry for cheating on Tina but what could she do? Tina had walked out. It was understandable but she had walked out. Bette had tried to get Tina to talk to her, trying to work it out but the blonde-haired woman refused. She didn't want anything to do with Bette anymore. Bette got a sad expression on her face. She had inseminated herself with Marcus' sperm 6 months ago; she figured Tina wouldn't be ready to have a child soon because of emotional problems so she decided she would do it. She hadn't told Tina this; she was scared Tina wouldn't be able to handle another miscarriage if this failed. Bette was still cheating on her wife then but that was because she had to process the previous miscarriage. Maybe it was not so smart to try for another baby so soon but that couldn’t be changed now. Bette wanted to tell Tina that she was pregnant after the opening of Provocations but Tina had found out Bette had cheated, they had crazy break-up sex and then Tina was gone. Bette had begged, cried, screamed, yelled and even prayed to get Tina back. She wanted Tina as a parent for the child she was carrying.

But now, things had changed. A few weeks ago, she had decided to move on. She thought this baby would be her and Tina's but now it would be only hers. She would have a baby, not Tina and she. She had not told anyone she was pregnant and was not planning to tell them until someone asked. She did not want to know if she was having a girl or a boy, she didn’t really care. She only knew she would not pick the names she had picked with Tina, Angelica or Thomas, when the baby was born.

Bette jumped when she heard someone knocking on the door.

She stood up and opened it. She looked into Alice's face. “Hi, Al, come in.” Bette said, smiling. Alice smiled back. “Hi, Bette... Can I talk to you?” The blonde girl asked. “Sure, let's sit down.” Bette answered. They sat down and Alice faced Bette. “B, I'm... We are worried about you.” Alice said. Bette frowned. “Why?” The blonde-haired woman sighed. “You... I mean, you look healthy and you glow but... you are getting kind of...” Alice moved her arms, doing as if she was rubbing her big tummy. “Al, I'm not fat.” Bette said with a smile. “Bette, I mean, you have a mirror right? Okay, we know you have a hard time with the whole Tina stuff but this isn't good for you.” Alice pleaded; Bette took a deep breath and stood up. She uncovered her stomach and looked into the shocked face of her friend. “H... how did that get there?” Alice asked. Bette sat back down. “I did it six months ago. I didn't think Tina would be able to carry a baby any time soon so I figured I would do it and then tell her. Look, I planned for this baby to be mine and Tina's but it's going to be just mine.” Bette explained. Alice rubbed her forehead. “This is ****** up, Bette; do you know how angry Tina will be when she finds out? She will see this baby as hers. She is not going to be pleased.” Alice told her friend, looking worried. Bette inhaled. “Look, Tina has moved on, okay? She is with Helena now and she parades her around in front of me as if it's no big deal. She doesn't want to see me or talk to me. I mean, I cannot imagine her even caring about the fact that I'm pregnant. She is probably to busy ******* Helena’s brains out.” Bette said, clenching her hands to fists. Alice shook her head. “Bette, you know Tina, right? Because right this minute I'm doubting it. She has always wanted a child with you and now you are pregnant. She will fight to be in this baby’s life.” Alice tried to warn the brunette. “I'm not going to let her. I'm the biological mother. She has no bound whatsoever with this baby. She wasn't there with the conception, hell; she doesn't even know I'm pregnant.” Alice held up her hand. “Bette, you decided she wasn't going to be there at conception, you decided that you would be the biological mother without telling her and you made her have no bound with the unborn baby because you cheated on her and that hurt her. That's why she went away. She would still be here if you hadn't done that and you would treat her like the other mother of the baby. Bette, how would you feel if you were in her position? Wouldn't you want to be part of your own child's life because let's get real here, you two were together when you inseminated yourself and you searched together for the sperm. I know she wasn't fond of the idea of having a black donor but she stil

How long would you wait? How many dates?