I must have been 6 or 7, maybe 8.  I could have even been 5.   Either my Aunt was visiting from another state or we were at her house.   I was sitting closest to the TV with my mother and aunt behind me.   They were talking and I’m not even sure that they were aware of the program.  

I was very young and recall thinking that the movie wasn’t something that I should have be watching.  I was wondering if my mother knew the plot.   Were they listening?

The movie was very disturbing for me.  It was about a woman who seemed to be romatically in love with her best friend.   The two women were teachers at a boarding school and a mean little girl whispered something about the 2 women to another adult.   The little girl’s “rumor” and its aftermath was the entire focus of the movie.  This unspoken rumor caused the women great distress.  Perhaps the women were even fired from the school, I don’t recall.   I just recall the overwhelming feelings that I had as I watched the movie with my mother and aunt in the same room.

Even though it wasn’t spoken in the movie and even though I was very, very young – I knew exactly what the rumor was.  I didn’t have a name for it but I was already feeling it in my life and I was so scared that my mother and aunt would see it in my face as I watched this movie.  Yet, they seemed to just keep chatting as if nothing was out of the ordinary.  For me, it was huge.  I didn’t know that anyone else ever had those kinds of feelings until I watched this movie. 

How did it end?  The lesbo hangs herself.   

Years later I found out that the movie from 1961 is “The Children’s Hour” with Audrey Hepburn and Shirley MacLaine.  Here is a clip with commentary.    By the way – I totally fell in love with Audrey Hepburn while watching the movie and totally “got” why MacLaine ended her life.  Geez, I was young and how weird that people never talked about these types of topics inside or outside of our families.   Things are so different with our son – thank goodness.

Comments
  1. uriel says:

    I’ve seen that movie…I think I was still in my High School but unfortunately I didn’t finished the film. I’ll hook up in the film barn to have a copy…maybe in my granny’s box. Lol!

    http://diadersayd.wordpress.com

  2. 2lesbosgoinatit says:

    Hi Uriel,

    Thanks for the post. I’ll come over and visit you at http://diadersayd.wordpress.com

    After I posted about the movie I found an article on the same subject. In addition to sharing the movie in our lesbo histories, the writer and I also have something else in common . . . our mothers’ reactions upon learning that we are lesbians. Here is a link to the article:

    http://women.ca.gov/UserFiles/926.OnBeingHomosexual.pdf

  3. sandra says:

    i enjoyed the video i had my first eerience a few years ago and am still talking to my forst girl love every time i speak to her i keep thinking of the nights we slept together
    we always were pyjamas with noting under to get at each others fanniesy mary is lovely and bushy while i am shaven with a short covering of hair on my hole
    it started with us play fighting and we ended with mary sitting pn top of me holding me down she laid on top of me and i held on to her arse it was nice and meaty i could tell she was getting turned on and so was i she then put her hand up my tee shirt and was feeling my tits it felt nice so i felt hers shes got big tits while i only have small ones then she undiod my belt and pulled down my zip she put her hand in my trousers and was rubbing my pants i and so i told her to do what she wants and so she pulled my trousers down and took my bra of and so i was sitting in my pants then she stripped naked she took my pants of and screwed all night and have sex all the time now

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