A lot of folks seem to think that when you've hit a certain age, everything starts to go. Well, I'm here to prove them wrong. My name is Electra and my husband Jason and I have been married for quite some time now. When we met, I was a twenty-year-old college student and he was a nineteen-year-old Corrections Officer at the State Prison. Twenty five years later, he's the Director of the State Department of Corrections and I am a sociology professor at the same college I once attended.
We've had some glorious years together. Heck, we've explored just about everything that couples can explore together. When we met, Jason was a stern, distant and somewhat secretive man. He wasn't a bad guy, no way. He simply didn't open up to people too easily. You see, he was a closeted bisexual and had these affairs with both men and women that he kept hidden from the world. Plus, Jason was a strapping, handsome black man back then. Six feet three inches tall, broad-shouldered and muscular. He had dark brown skin and kept his head and face shaved. Yes, he attracted both men and women but was secretive about it since homosexuality is not tolerated in the black community.
I'm of Greek descent, so my people are very open-minded when it comes to sexuality and they are quite tolerant of those who are different. If you read Greek mythology, you will find out that many of our heroes were bisexual. Hercules, reputed to have been the strongest man in the ancient world and the son of Zeus, the mighty war-like god who ruled Mount Olympus. This macho hero was also a lover of both men and women. Among his loves were Moctod, the legendary Queen of the Amazons, those fearsome female warriors who ruled the regions near the Black Sea and Hylas, a handsome young Greek adventurer. I was very accepting of my husband when he revealed himself to me.
Of course, back then, I wondered if I would ever be enough for him. Most men would say that I didn't have to worry. I was six feet tall, a bit thick and curvy, with long black hair and dark bronze skin. My eyes were a pale golden hue and they are still that way now. Voluptuous women are considered beautiful in Greece. It's only in America that anorexia is considered beauty. Yes, Jason and I fell in love. We came from two different worlds but we still managed to make things work.
