Who is to say such conquests were not sleeper-lesbians, just waiting for the right moment to awaken? I suppose, though, through the right lens, the process could be described as evangelical, this business of meeting, and courting and having a woman decide to jump the heterosexual ship to be with you (even if it is temporary). Maybe it is the thrill of conversion – and that is only if any such crossover can be deemed a conversion.
Who wouldn't want to be 'the first'? Who doesn't like what feels like a conquest? A win? The heterosexual terrain of her flesh, untouched by other dyke hands, smacks of the virgin narrative. Maybe women who chase women possess the same rabid ego we despise in straight men, the same ego that makes a person go giddy at the thought of being 'the first' for the straight girl in question. T here may be a thousand reasons why lesbians love the thrill of a straight girl.
