Hello
My name is Leah, also known as PSULioness an alumna of Pennsylvania State University where I belonged to a sorority I will not name. A little over 8 years ago I attended a football game with friends I knew from school that ended up a snowy day and a day that changed my life.
I know some here think I was bullied and quit posting because of an individual saying nasty things to me which I only wish was the reason. I will now try to clear up any thoughts or questions on what happened in my life. If you are uninterested please skip my what may be lengthy history.
First I want to thank a few friends who supported me through some trying times the last few years. I never thought I would seek guidance from older than me strangers who I found to be wiser.
To continue, on that snowy day, a friend and guy friend convinced me to stay with them instead of driving in the snow. The 3 of us shared a bed in a local hotel which I agreed to innocently. At the time I was living with my future husband and was monogamous. You don’t need to be a scholar to figure what happened that night. To this day I don’t know how things went from innocent to much more. My girlfriend who was in the middle put her arm around me while I was sleeping then went further. How or why I didn’t stop her I can’t say. I never had any sexual desire for any girl in my life. I’ve told this story so many times I wonder how much is memory or how much is how I remember it. That night I became non-monogamous and had my first of many bi-sexual encounters. I’m not sure what bothered me more, the girlfriend or having sex with a guy I didn’t know. It was around that time I found out some of my sorority sisters were bi.
That’s all background to me getting married, my husband getting to enjoy my friend’s openly sexual parties, me sharing my friends with him and me coming close with my husband’s best friend. Details aren’t important but his friend became my best friend when my husband traveled for business. My husband encouraged me, I didn’t do anything that he didn’t approve. My narrative turns now. At that point we decided to start a family and I became pregnant, something we were very happy about. That is when darkness set in, I had a feeling that his friend was the father. Stupidly I continued to be with our friend after stopping birth control. Call it bad timing, it had to be our friend. That is when my lies started, I had the pregnancy terminated, telling everyone I had a miscarriage. Dark days led to fights and a divorce. Darker days were ahead. I met a man who took me in. Older than me, he was a swinger and used me as an entree to parties.
Things got worse after we moved to New England. He started to have friends come over just for sex. I swear he was a pimp, the men were nasty. I should have run away but had nowhere to go, I couldn’t admit what I was doing to my parents in NY. The sex also took a turn, he started being into sadism, spanking. The men he invited wanted to spank a young girl. He made me dress in school girl clothes for the men. I just couldn’t do it anymore and called a friend who saved me and moved me back to NJ.
That is the reason I stopped posting, not because of nasty comments, I only wish that was the cause.
I’m doing better now, moving on with my life with the help of good caring friends. Thank you to the friends I made here who check up on me and my well being.
As my Dad would say “Peace”☮️