Learning what is Expected

Learning what is Expected

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Genre: Gay and Lesbian

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Genre: Gay and Lesbian

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In this short story Martha learns the harsh reality of her best friend's home environment. She meets Donna and falls in love just as her friend Billie wanted. Martha learns how powerless she is to grant Billie's wish.

Summary

In this short story Martha learns the harsh reality of her best friend's home environment. She meets Donna and falls in love just as her friend Billie wanted. Martha learns how powerless she is to grant Billie's wish.

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Submitted: November 29, 2015

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Submitted: November 29, 2015

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 Donna came to the house she and her mother met my mother. Donna asked permission to date me. While the three of them talked I darted from the kitchen to my room. It wasn’t unusual for Mom to conduct her independent sales from our home.  I knew Donna and her mama were talking about someone dating.  Again, it was not unusual for mom and her female clients to discuss their sons, and daughters social life. I had no idea my mother was arranging another romantic interest for me. 
 
I looked on with bitterness and resentment what right did my mom have to give dating advice to anyone. She endured a violent marriage where she shot my father. For all I knew or cared to know my mother murdered my father. I hated her . I hated that she refused to include me in their adult conversation. 
 
When Donna and her mom left my mom informed me I would be dating Donna. I looked at her with a look of scorn how dare she play match maker for me. She arranged the relationship between Samantha and me. I fell deeply in love with Sam; no thanks to my mom. Mother had embarrassed me and humiliated me again. She was setting me up for another heart ache. 
 
Donna brought his mom on our first five dates. She was acting as our chaperone. To the best of my ability I ignored her presence. Donna and I went to the state park where we played on the swings. We chased each other down the slide. Donna spun me on the merry - go- round until I was dizzy. We teetered and tottered until we were physically exhausted. 
 
Donna took me to the Rodeo where she introduced me to the adventure known as barrel racing . With her hand In my hand we talked about Donna’s plan to be the next constable. I kissed her and wished her every success.  Donna entered both of us in the bronco riding and bull riding competition. Before my ass impacted with the hard clay I gave new meaning to the term “ Green horn”  I was an inexperienced recruit. 
 
Then came the time for Donna to take me home to meet his family. Quickly I learned as a woman, I was expected to help in the kitchen. I was green, completely green when it came to cooking and keeping house. I quickly learned as a wife I was suppose to cook, clean, and raise children. 
 
I met Daisy and Venus, I learned they had asked their mother to make me their mom and Donna their dad. The mother had observed me with her young daughters. She found fault with the way I dressed, she criticized my cooking, and cleaning. But, I would be good to the children. 
 
When I protested that Donna and I were not getting married I learned that according to the contract my mama signed we were. When I said No, Hell No, I learned I would. It didn’t take Donna’s belt long to persuade me. I would marry her and together we would raise her younger sisters.  
 
I was in love with her three and five year old sisters. I would have moved Heaven and Hell to make a home for Daisy, and Venus.  I would spare Billie’s sisters from Child protective services. I would spare the girls from the state reformatory. 
 
That afternoon Donna confided in me she wished I had a father. According to her , a father would be easier to talk to. I could not fully understand how Donna thought having a ‘ man to man ‘ discussion with my pop  would be easier. 
 
I told her if she wanted to formally ask my mom for permission for us to wed . Treat my mom like a man. I suggested she go to the family pond where my mom was. I recommended she  invite himself to fish with her. 
 
On our next date Donna’ mom told me I would help her color her hair . I would entertain the gentlemen from the power company and the gas company. I refused to prostitute myself for her or any reason. Donna came into the oom she explained that as her mama’s daughter in law and her wife I would use my body and feminine ways to support the household. I refused. Donna informed me , when we are married you will obey me so, begin learning to obey. I refused; This time her belt failed to change my mind. It was time Donna leaned all women do not prostitute themselves . It was time his sisters learned trading sex for financial favors was something they did not have to do. 
 
Donna and I argued from her home to mine. I was trembling with every word but, I stood my ground. I would not live with her mother. If we married She and her sisters would live alone  in a house of our own. The moment I was home I ran into my mom’s house. I went straight to my room and phoned the police. 
 
My mom asked what was the problem. I told her everything. I was not in love with Donna. I refused to join his mother’s house of prostitution. I agreed to marry Donna to provide a better home environment for his two sisters. 
 
After the deputies and Donna left I never saw Donna again.  Somehow the mom knew about the argument and the break up I heard from her  in several hate filled letters Donna died in a tragic accident her mom, and sisters blamed me. I did not give a damn. Donna was abusive. She had threatened to kill me. 


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