Something in the water by Lynn Finch

A tap on my shoulder and a note that read, meet me at the drinking fountain at exactly ten.

I have something important to tell you that cannot wait.

So I did as asked got my pass and out the door I went.

I only had to wait a minute or two and as she began to speak, I leaned over the fountain to get a drink.

It was then I felt an extra set of lips, I said quite naively did you mean to do that?

I surely did she whispered and was gone in a flash.

I stood there for a bit with a goofy grin.

If I had any doubts before, I knew right then.

I was one of those…..a lesbian.