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If I happen to be in a
hurry I have a bad habit of not knocking on doors unless they're locked and
it's necessary. Elsie's door was unlocked and I flung it open as soon as I got
to her floor. Feeling suddenly sick, I stopped and stared at the two creatures
on the bed. Ruth and Elsie. Both nude. I spun out into the
hall and heaved. Lesbians. Lesbian love. Twisted minds in lovely bodies.
“Shad,” Ruth said to
me. She had put on a robe. “Shad.”
“Oh, Christ!”
“Shad, I'm not one. I
never was, except — well, you don't get pregnant with another girl.”
“You bitch,” I said
savagely. Elsie was crying inside the room. “Both of you. Tramps.”
“Look, Shad. Please!
She's always been one, all her life. It started at a school for girls. They're
exposed to — that. Some are weak. She was. She tried to love you and couldn't.
I felt sorry for her, for myself.”
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