Love Among
The Thorns
By
Empress LaBlaQue
Dedication
To anyone facing the difficulties and stereotypes, surrounding homosexuality
&
For those people who love them the most.
Love what you are; be honest with yourself and your loved ones.
May your life be filled with inner peace and abundant joy, forever.
~ Empress LaBlaQue
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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Love Among
The Thorns
By
Empress LaBlaQue
Love Among the Thorns - Part 1
I managed to finish high school and move on to college, when I met Jeffery Wayne Vincent. Our Science Lab assignment was to count onion cells under a microscope. Although he seemed innocent, Jeffery Vincent was about to put a new spin on the term cell. Jeff’s skin had a healthy bronze tone. His juicy lips were shapely, and round hooded eyes gave him a mysterious air. Although he was not buff or muscular, he had just enough muscles for me.
Even though Jeff didn’t know me very well, he decided to prank me. As I stood studiously behind my microscope counting my cells, Jeff had someone draw my attention away from my task. While I was occupied, he switched my slide with a slide of live sperm. Can you imagine my horror when I returned and saw that my onion cells were swimming about?
Everyone was in on the prank except me. When I made the horrifying discovery the entire class broke into laughter, while I ran out of the door crying. Of course, Jeff caught my odd expression on his cell phone camera. After an apology and a brief courtship, I became Mrs. Celeste Vincent.
Jeff was dependable, hard working, friendly, and witty. He didn’t smoke and hardly ever took a drink. Yes, he was a little flirtatious, but it was all in fun. I learned to live with his insatiable need for attention. He was easy-going with a wild sense of humor. As a result, I thought nothing of his parading around the house in my silk robe and powder-puff slippers. It was all in fun. That’s what I kept telling myself. It’s all just a big joke.
Jeff and Clint were the best of buddies. There was nothing they wouldn’t do for each other. They loved spending time at Clint’s lodge. A peaceful day of hunting or fishing always made Jeff glow. Nothing could have made me believe that Clint was not the ideal friend for Jeff. Clint, although quite handsome, remained single and unattached. The two were avid sports fans and took the kids to most sporting events. They were a team, eager to take
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