FRIDAY, DECEMBER 19, 2014 - Delia Emy Nívea Ybarra clocked out from her job at 5:05 PM on her 44th birthday. She was about to go hang out at a lesbian bar in her current city of residence, Omaha, Nebraska, but her heart wasn't fully in it. She was long burned out on driving a fork lift at a loud and dirty factory, where she'd worked for the last 17 years. She stayed for the benefits and security, and planned to retire at the age of 50, but dreaded going through the next six years until then. And even more than that, she dreaded the thought of being alone for the rest of her life.
Six months earlier, she had lost the woman of her dreams, and Delia knew that she had no one but herself to blame, having cheated on her girlfriend, Karen, many times. That break up also cost Delia her virtual step-son, Jonathan, and his girlfriend, Sarah, both of whom Delia loved as her own. Since losing Karen, Delia had frequented lesbian bars, placed ads on every singles site she could find, especially those that specifically aimed at lesbians, but found no one with whom she connected strongly.
Delia was born in Brownsville, Texas. Her mother, Maria, who worked for a Mexican drug cartel, sneaked across the border when she was nine months pregnant and gave birth to Delia in Brownsville, so that she would be an American citizen. Maria hoped to quit the cartel when she had enough money saved up, and give her only child a good life in America, despite Delia's father being absent. But it didn't happen.
As Maria's meth addiction grew, she became more and more neglectful as a mother, until Delia ran away at age 12, never to return. She spent the next two years living with friends while continuing to attend school. At the age of 14, shortly before running away, Delia realized that she was a lesbian and began looking for a girlfriend. She took a bus to Houston and hung around outside a lesbian bar, talking to women who walked in and out. She had recently grown to her full adult height of 5'8" and was 140 lbs. with long black hair, and a tall face with unusually pointed cheekbones. Though her appearance was largely feminine, she had slight masculine mannerisms, and her smile looked naturally mischievous.
After a few hours, she attracted a 35 year old feminine woman named Deborah, a bisexual who after two divorces was just starting to become comfortable exploring her desires for women. Falsely claiming to be 18, Delia went home with Deborah that night, having sex for the first time, and never returning to Brownsville. Deborah quickly fell in love with Delia and they lived together for the next 12 years, though they kept their relationship discreet. Deborah was an accountant and told her two children - one from each marriage; Shannon, 16, and Nathan, 10 - that Delia was the new live in maid. And in their presence, Delia pretended to speak little English, though she was actually fluent in both English and Spanish.
Delia never returned to school after her first night with Deborah. Shortly after turning 18, Delia got her GED and began driving a forklift at a factory. She opened up about her real age just a few weeks after moving in, and Deborah accepted it. Though Deborah was deeply in love with Delia, those feelings were not mutual. Delia thought Deborah was an okay woman and a good lover, but was never in love with her. Delia stayed for the financial security and because it gave her regular access to sex and also to weed, which Delia had been smoking almost daily since the age of 10, though she avoided all other drugs, including alcohol, having seen what they did to her mother. Delia and Deborah smoked weed and had sex almost every day during their relationship.
But upon getting her driver's license at 16, Delia began cheating regularly, and was never caught. And in 1997, when getting on the internet for the first time, Delia's options became much greater. She immediately delved into the online lesbian community, and quickly built an intense romance with a woman named Karen in Omaha. Delia was then 26 and Karen 36. Karen had always been bisexual, but too afraid to pursue her girl-girl desires. But her husband having just left her for a 21-year old bimbo, and struggling to raise a 10-year old son, Jonathan, Karen was now ready to try girls.
After chatting heavily for two months, first online and then on phone, Delia drove up to Omaha to see what kind of connection they had. It was amazing; unlike anything she'd ever experienced. She drove home after two weeks, packed her items, unceremoniously told a shocked and saddened Deborah their relationship was over, and drove back to Omaha two days later. There she played husband to Karen and father to Jonathan, though Karen being in the closet, it was another discreet relationship. The secrecy with Deborah didn't bother Delia, as that was merely a relationship of convenience, but in sharp contrast, she wanted to tell the whole world that she was in love with Karen and loved Jonathan as a son. Hiding her domestic situation was hard for Delia, but she was overjoyed to have found the woman of her dreams, and be part of a happy family for the first time.
Delia quickly got a forklift job, the one she still has, and supported Karen and Jonathan. Karen never had a job the entire relationship and played the role of a housewife. Delia and Karen also smoked weed and had sex almost every day, while Delia and Jonathan spent a lot of one on one time together also, especially father-son type activities. Jonathan always addressed her as "Mama Delia," which she loved.
She was a tough disciplinarian who, feeling that he had been spoiled by his mother, spanked him hard and often – with a leather strap while he was nude. But she was also a loving mom, and the two had a very close relationship. In fact, after a couple of years, Delia began suspecting that Jonathan misbehaved on purpose because he enjoyed the spankings, especially as he never tried to talk his way out of them, and he often had a hard on when she gave them. She continued the spankings until he moved out of the house and got an apartment with his girlfriend - a dominant a semi-masculine bisexual named Sarah - when he was 23. Delia and Sarah also built a very close relationship, and Delia looked forward to being a grandmother to any children who Jonathan and Sarah had.
Delia also introduced Jonathan to weed shortly after moving in, and the three of them often smoked it together.
But Delia's love for her new family didn't take away her desire for other women. During her relationship with Deborah, Delia thought she would be faithful if she had a girlfriend who she loved. But she was wrong.
Delia cheated on Karen, early and often. And by the time Delia was in her early 30s, her desires switched primarily to younger women and especially those who were bisexual and feminine, but had never been with a woman before. At lesbian bars, lesbian parties, and online, Delia became a pro at seducing such women, making them worship her, and making them never want to be with a man again. She also got many of them to smoke weed for the first time. And in particular, Delia became fixated on black women.
Shortly after Delia moved in, Karen got "Delia" tattooed cursively immediately above her outer right ankle – still the only tattoo that she has. Over the years, while having no tattoos herself, Delia successfully got 17 other women to get an identical tattoo in the same place, which gave her a tremendous feeling of power. And unlike Deborah, Karen found out about some of the cheating, as she was able to trace a lot of Delia's discreet activities on their desktop computer and on Delia's phone.
Karen, who was very meek and submissive, and who was faithful throughout the relationship, was always devastated by the cheating, and finally broke up with Delia that Summer. Delia had been deeply depressed ever since, and feared that she would never be able to control herself enough to be faithful. Now she simply planned to work until her retirement at 50, then relocate back to southern Texas and/or Mexico.
On this night, after work, she went home and showered, then dressed in a black leather jacket, a black sweatshirt with a large marijuana leaf accompanied by the message "Smoke weed," black jeans, and black steel toe boots. She often wore steel toe boots to socialize, because she thought it furthered the dominant image she was going for, as did her increased weight. At this time, she was a muscular 175 lbs. And she always wore her thin and silky jet black hair down when she socialized. It went to the middle of her back, and she felt stifled having to wear it up at work.
She went to a low level lesbian bar in a fairly poor section of town. She sat down at a table near the back corner and looked around for prospects, but few other women were there yet. After about 10 minutes, a beautiful Native American woman, about the same age, walked in. She was a first timer; Delia could tell just by her mannerisms. She walked in slowly and awkwardly, with her head down. Furthermore, Native American had long been the only race that Delia had never been with. And while Delia was primarily interested in younger women, she also enjoyed giving older women their first lesbian experience.
This beginner was 5'4" and 180 lbs. with silky jet black hair that had mild curls and went all the way down to her waist. She was wearing an unbuttoned denim jacket with a plain white T shirt, blue jeans, and yellow flip flops, which Delia was very pleasantly surprised to see, as it was only 25 degrees outside, and Delia had a foot fetish and especially a sole fetish. This woman was smoking a tobacco cigarette, which Delia disliked, but that was much more than offset by all the woman's qualities that Delia loved.
Like the extremely experienced predator that she'd been for over decade, Delia approached this woman like a pro – very smoothly and charmingly.
The woman was only about 10 feet in the door when she heard a comforting and assuring voice from Delia - "Hi!" Though Delia's voice was mildly masculine, she knew how to make it sound very inviting and unintimidating.
The woman looked up, grinning and blushing. "Hi!" she responded, seemingly amazed that she was actually going through with this, and then looked down again.
"First time?!" Delia asked.
"Yeah!" the woman responded.
"It's okay, we all go through it!"
"Yeah!"
"I'm Delia!"
"Gina!"
"Would you like to sit down and join me?!"
