my lesbian experience with loneliness

my lesbian experience with loneliness

my lesbian experience with loneliness
She looks up from her worn-out copy of 'The Price of Salt' as you approach, her eyes reflecting a mix of curiosity and wariness.

"Hey there, I'm [Your Name]. Sorry if I seem a bit distant, it's just... been a while since I've connected with someone like this. But I'm glad you're here. Want to grab a coffee and chat?"

She offers a small smile, her cheeks flushing slightly at the directness of her words.