Not that we didn’t have the opportunity - we’d go together for sammelans and gatherings, fieldtrips and seminars, and for days and nights at a stretch, we’d move about together and travel together. Her beautiful body in its full flush of youth would brush against my own young body. a hundred times a day, but that never was a turn-on for me. The thought of marrying her never crossed my mind.
When the spitters had settled down as the train began to move, I felt conflicting currents within me. I was conscious of my power as a young exotic-looking woman. I was equally conscious of the apprehension and anxiety I felt as an ethnic, an outsider with an accent.
Yes, I’ve met a lady with a carbon footprint reducing business, an IT consultant who moonlights as a tarot card reader, an artist, a professional storyteller...these are not the kind of people I would meet in my usual social circle.