Chapter One
Many, I have become convinced, are the maidens whose secret passions must burn as mine have, longing wordlessly for the forbidden fruit of another woman’s naked white flesh. Most never answer the call except in languid dreams only half remembered. Yet some hear that siren’s song, and respond, willingly.
For following the impulse of mine own natural feminine desires, the innocent love of one girl for another, I was cruelly cast forth to begin a strange journey of self-discovery in a wide, wild world whose ways I knew not. A trembling innocent, I soon met friendship and love, deception and treachery—and exciting, boundless freedom. I have traveled with the carefree Gypsies, lived among the bawds of London, sailed with the lusty buccaneers who jaunt the treacherous and alluring
