She kissed me, soft and grateful. And for the first time, the narrow path I’d walked for twenty-four years felt like a distant memory. This—this sprawling, noisy, impossible constellation of women and one bewildered but trying father—was my real life.
“Your daughter is a storm drain inspector,” I continued. “She once rescued a kitten from a culvert during a flash flood. She laughs so hard at her own puns that she snorts. And she loves twenty-four women, including me, in a complicated, beautiful, consensual web of care and commitment. I am not her only girlfriend. I am one of twenty-four.” please+make+me+lesbian+part+24+girlfriends+fil+extra+quality