Date: Tue, 26 Feb 2008 19:22:36 -0000
From: A P Gilmore <apgilmore@crashnburn1.demon.co.uk>
Subject: My Teacher, My Love Part 2 (Lesbian / Adult Youth, f/F)

I approached the front door to my home, but before I entered, I turned and
waved as Amy drove away.  I took a deep breath and opened the door.  At
this moment, my life was about to change, but which way would it change.
If my parents truly loved me, they would trust my choices in life; Amy and
I could enjoy a happy, not easy, but definitely happy relationship
together.  We did agree this is true love and we would be together forever,
but even I was smart enough to know that life is not always that easy.  I
don't doubt Amy's love, but life is funny, things can change quite easily
so all I can do is take each day as it comes and hope.  Tonight is a good
example, after my conversation with my parents, even though I am confident
that my parents accept that I am gay.  Will they allow my relationship with
my teacher?  There is a lot of doubt, do I really know them that well.  I
just really hope that tonight ends positively.

"Mom, dad, I'm home."  I heard shouts of hello coming from the direction of
the kitchen and living room.  I dropped my backpack on the floor near to
where I hung my coat, took of my shoes and decided to head to the living
room.  My mom was sat on the large 3 seater couch, comfortably reading a
book.  I walked to the far side of the room, to a 2 seater couch that I
normally used.  My mom finished off the page she was on, slipped in a
bookmark and placed it on the coffee table.  Turning to me she gave me a
smile.

"Hello honey, did everything go ok with your teacher?"  I was nervous and
it probably showed, but at the mention of Amy I smiled.

"Not quite what I expected but it went very well, better than I hoped.
When you and dad are ready, I would like to talk to you both.  I have a few
things to tell you that you may not be happy to hear, but I do hope you
will at least stand by my decisions?"

"This sounds really serious Sophie.  Do you want to wait for dinner or do
you want to do this now?"

"I don't mind waiting till after dinner, but I really want to do this as
soon as possible."

"Mark, could you hold off on dinner and come in here please."  My mom
shouted to dad.  After a short while my dad entered the room with smile on
his face.

"Hello pumpkin, how was your talk with your teacher?"  Before I could
answer my mom interrupted.

"Mark, it seems it went well, but Sophie has something very important to
tell us."  He sat down and I felt the room suddenly tighten around me, so I
took a few deep breaths.

"Please don't worry honey, whatever you tell us, no matter what we will
support you, we promise you that ok."  Encouraged mom.

"I want to believe that, but it's not quite what you want to here."

"But it is obviously important to you and the fact you want to tell us
rather than keeping it a secret means a lot to the both of us.  If you can
be honest with us, we can be honest and understanding with you.  We both
love you very much Sophie, you are too important to us to judge either your
choices or mistakes."  I looked at them both nervously.

"Mom, dad, I'm gay."  They sat there for a moment, turned to each other
then turned to me with a smile.

"We know honey." my mom said.

"How do you know?" I blurted out, this was news to me, but the relief was
immense, confusing, but still I felt huge weight lifted of my chest.

"Your sister told us before she died."  How did my sister know, she died
over a year ago before I knew.

"But I didn't even know then."  Dad spoke next and to say tonight had been
revelations and twists, what he said next just about floored me.

"Sophie, on the night your sister died, she wanted to reveal some things.
It seems Sally felt she was living a lie for most of her life.  What she
told us was shocking, but not because of what she said, but because of the
fact she felt too scared to come to us with her problems.  If she had told
us, maybe she would have been able to have at least a happy life, even if
it would have been short.  She told us she was gay, but was too scared to
tell anyone.  We were both sorry we did not know this: we felt if she had
told us, our support may well have helped her deal with it.  We explained
this to her, it was quite an upsetting revelation for us all.  Sally then
said she had a feeling that you may also be gay and no matter what we
should show our support.  She explained that she spoke to you beforehand,
that she told you to be open and true to yourself, without fear of what
other people might think or say, people would either accept you or they
were not true friends.  I only wish we could have told her the same thing.
You have our support Sophie, always.  We love you and nothing you can say
will make us think any less of you or your choices in life.  We may not
understand what you are going through, but you have our love and support,
we promise you that and hopefully you have also found that support with
your teacher."

I was crying through most of my dad's speech as was mom.  I did not realise
how much I missed my sister.  We were close but we never confided with each
other.  After she spoke to me that night, I felt better about myself, more
confident and realised that if I needed to, people who cared for me were
there if I needed them.  If not, at least I was honest with myself.  It was
the single most important lesson I ever learnt and my life is better
because of it.  Especially now, since I have found my love.  Well I hope my
parents will understand what I have to say next.  My mother handed me a
tissue and we all tried to compose ourselves a little.

"Thank you both for that.  Sally was right, being honest and true to
yourself, rather than to do what you think other people want you to do is
an important lesson.  Sally'S words had a big impact on me, especially true
as to what I am about to tell you."  I held breath; my parents encouraged
me to continue. "I have known for about a year that I am gay, but have
spent that time researching what it will mean for me.  Even though it may
not be an easy path to follow, follow it I shall, it is who I am, I am not
ashamed of that, and with your full support I know I will be fine.  Well as
you know, I decided to speak to Miss Taylor first, my English teacher, so
at least I could tell you I have someone at school to support me, because
if knowledge of my sexuality were known by students, my schooling could be
interrupted by possible negative reactions."  I paused, I need a just a
moment.  "This is hard for me to tell you, but please understand that what
I tell you now was unexpected, and I am very happy it did.  I have Miss
Taylor's support but I also found true love.  Mom, dad?  Miss Taylor, Amy
is her name, and I have discovered a very strong love for each other as
well as a strong bond of friendship.  We hope to have a relationship with
each other and would like both your support."  This was not something they
expected to here.  Dad stormed out the room very angrily while mom just
stared at the wall.  I waited patiently for whatever happened next.  I
needed Amy here now, I really needed her presence, I even considered
sending her a text, but I felt it would be better to just wait.  I needed
my parents to know that this was important to me and it was a choice I had
made, not something I was forced into.  Eventually my mom stood and came
and sat down next to me and pulled me into a loving hug.  I could not stop
the tears.

"I am so sorry mom, I did not mean to upset you or dad, I just needed to be
honest and tell you, Amy agreed.  We will have to keep this a secret from
everyone else, but I would not do that to the ones I love."  Then we cried
together and eventually my dad returned to the room.

"Sophie, I would like to meet this teacher of yours as soon as possible?"

"Why, what are you going to do?" Part of me was angry but mostly I was very
afraid.  When dad left the room he was so angry, but even though he had now
calmed down, I had no clue as to what he was going to say or do.  Suddenly
there was a knock at the door, and I knew it was Amy, don't ask me how, but
she had heard my heart scream her name, knew that I needed her and had
come.  Dad went to answer it and after a few moments both Amy and my dad
entered the room.  I got up and rushed into Amy's arms, I needed her,
needed to feel her heart beating, need to touch her.  As we hugged my dad
sat with mom and started a quiet conversation.  Eventually Amy and I
parted.  Amy kept eye contact with me, silently showing her love and
support.  Taking her hand I led her to the couch my parents were previously
seated in.  With neither of us talking we just sat and waited until my
parents were ready to talk.  While I waited, I wondered what they were
discussing, trying to watch there body language, figuring out whether they
were angry or sad, were they going to break a promise of love and
understanding and forbid our relationship.  I just didn't know, I was still
holding Amy's hand and that was enough to stop me from running out the
room, I was so sick to my stomach.  Eventually they both turned to Amy then
to me.  It was my Mom who spoke first.

"If your intention was to shock us, then you succeeded, I've never seen
your father so angry." Dad then interjected.

"Sophie I hope you believe me, that even though I lost my temper slightly,
when you told us you wanted to have a relationship with your teacher; it
was the shock of it all that got to me.  You hear stories about teachers
who have sex with there students and I think it was more fear than anything
else that made me react so angrily."  Mom and dad were seated like us,
holding hands and offering each other there love and support.

"Sophie we both love you" my mom began "But this is just a very unusual
situation, we have promised your our love and support, but we can't help
but feel that this is just too wrong.  How do you expect us to allow your
teacher to take advantage of you like this?"  Amy and I were about to
speak, but my mom just held up her hand to stop us.  "However, we both said
we trust you completely and if you say that this is what you want, then we
can only hope you have made the correct decision."  She then looked at Amy,
sizing her up.  "Amy is it?" Amy simply nodded.  "We have promised to trust
Sophie and to support and love her, but I am sure you understand you have
both put us in a very difficult position.  Hopefully though, now that we
have both calmed down, we should discuss this together.  We may discover
that what you two have found is both special and pure, not something that
society and any parent would frown upon, the idea of allowing a teacher and
student to have a sexual relationship."  Amy agreed and was about to
continue but I decided that I needed to explain to my parents what exactly
was going on and to finish the conversation I had started before my dad
left the room.  I turned to Amy.

"I need to explain this to them, is that ok?"  She thought about it for the
moment, then let me continue.  "Dad, before you left the room, I was given
you the plain and simple truth of what we have.  At no point did I say we
were doing anything sexual, just that we simply had a loving friendship,
which we wanted to develop into a relationship.  I am 14 years old and Amy
is."

"23" Amy said.

"23, but what you need to understand firstly and foremost, are that in
terms of experience, we are both at exactly the same place.  Neither one of
us has any experience in what it takes to have a relationship.  Even though
Amy is both 23 and gay, she is just as inexperienced as me, having neither
had any type of relationship with anybody else.  In fact, when I was
talking to Amy earlier, it was her integrity and honesty that led us to
now.  Tonight was as difficult for Amy as it was for me; she has her own
fears to face before we can embark on anything sexual.  So please let me
tell you that neither one of us is ready, when we are, I am sure at that
point we may decide to discuss the matter with you.  I feel I am not ready
for that, I am still 14 and school is very important to me as it is to Amy,
so all we are asking is for your love and support and to believe me when I
say that, apart from sharing a few kisses in private, our relationship will
remain to everybody else as just a friendship, nothing more.  I love you
both and I will not lie to you, but I also cannot and will not deny my love
for Amy."  I wasn't angry really, but I felt they jumped to too many
conclusions without listening to me.  But this was a big deal; it was not
something society would accept, ever.  My parents had every right to
question us, I would not begrudge them that chance, but Amy was now a part
of me, I had to fight for us.

"Mr and Mrs Green, I know this is a shock to you both.  It is also a shock
to Sophie and me.  I am not here to defend my actions, whatever action you
feel you must take against me, I will not stop you.  I am here to support
Sophie, I promised I would, I love and support her fully."  We both
remained silent, we had both said what we needed to say and hopefully this
was enough for them to realise that this was not something sordid or evil,
but something based purely on love.  My parents sat silent for a moment
before my mom spoke.

"Amy would you like to join us for dinner?"  We both turned to face each
other and nodded.

"Yes, that would be nice, thank you."  And with that dad got up and left to
finish dinner.  "Now where your father and I stand, it has been agreed that
we will support your choice.  We both love you, but this situation is very
difficult to handle at the moment.  So we hope you give us the time we need
to adjust, we may even fully accept it, but only with time.  Amy I would
like to know you better so please feel free to come and go as you please.
We just ask that you both be very careful."

"Thanks mom, I know it will be difficult for you and dad.  Amy is so
wonderful, I admit we don't know everything about each other but we have
plenty of time to find out."  I looked at Amy and gave her quick kiss on
the lips which made her blush.  I stood and went towards mom and gave her a
big hug and another whispered thanks.  I turned back to my beautiful
partner, things were going to be ok, together and with the support of my
parents, my future looks great.  I approached Amy and taking her hand I led
her to the kitchen where we were to share our first meal together, kind of
like our first date, except my parents would be there, strange how life can
sometimes work out.