Six Days With My Teacher, My Love – Day 1

by A P Gilmore

When I wrote this story, it was a originally in 16 parts. I wanted this to go on Leslita, but felt it was too long in it's original version, so have edited it down a lot so that you would not need to spend hours reading it. It is still pretty long, but I hope you give it a chance to read it all, any comments would greatly appreciated.

Friday

The bell rang loudly to all indicating end of class but also end of the day. I hoped that Miss Taylor had nowhere to go, because I knew I needed at least an hour of her time, if not longer. My name is Sophie Green and I am 14 years old. Mentally and physically I am a well developed young woman, even though I should be classed as a girl. My sister told me once I was 10 going on 18. The people who know me well, have treated me as such, this has helped my confidence, which I will definitely need when I tell my teacher and my parents, my secret.

Since I started here over 2 years ago, I have been by myself, no friends my own age, I made the decision I could survive without them. But with the teachers I try and be friendly towards them, I feel they will understand me better. It has helped me to be noticed more as a very hard working student, which helps me want to work harder and impress that much more. Miss Taylor was one such teacher, except we had more of a friendship. If we weren't student or teacher we would definitely be friends, we enjoyed talking a lot about each others interests. We shared a lot of the same likes and dislikes, including the books we read. I was always instigating conversations about her thoughts of the world around us. I trusted her even more than my parents in some ways, like I could tell her anything, so I had chosen her as my secret keeper.

She is finishing off what seems to be some marking. She suddenly she looked up at me and as soon as she saw me she smiled at me. Her face softened seeing me, it seemed younger. I got up and approached her desk.

"Excuse me miss, but I was wondering if you could spare me some of your valuable time? I need to talk to you about something important to me." She nodded, putting her stuff away and gave me her full atttention, Miss Taylor was just the person I thought she is, caring, honest, trustworthy and forthright.

"Sophie, please sit." She pointed to her one to one chair she kept just a few feet from her own chair. "I am your teacher Sophie, whatever you want to talk to me about, you have both my attention and confidence."

"I really appreciate that. I need to talk to you about something, someone I trusted, hoping for, not only there guidance and support, but also needing a friend, you were my first and only choice. Do you think it will be alright for you to talk to me, or do you feel that maybe this is something you cannot get involved with because of your position? It is quite personal." Miss Taylor took off her reading glasses, folding them and placed them on the desk. Then she turned her chair so she was directly facing me. Miss Taylor is only a few inches taller than me, has long flowing blonde hair to my curly, shoulder length mousy brown hair. She is currently wearing a yellow summer dress. She gives off a very warm, welcoming feeling, giving my heart a much needed boost. The impression she is giving me is that we are equals rather than an adult/child.

"This sounds very serious Sophie and without knowing the problem, I will not be able to give you a straight answer on to what my answer will be. So at this moment in time, with the fact school is finished for the day, I want you to consider me as your friend rather than as a teacher. I also want you to feel comfortable and call me by my first name Amy. Whatever you tell me will not leave this room, unless you tell me otherwise. I'm glad you can see me as someone you can confide in, so when you are ready Sophie, tell me how I can help?"

"Ok mis... Amy, I am a lesbian." It felt pretty good to finally say it, Amy just looked down nervously at her feet, she did not say anything for 5 minutes. The Eventually she looked at me seriously and asked "Why are you telling me?"

"One day soon, maybe, students and teachers at this school will find out. Even though you are my teacher, I need a friend at school to help me, I trust you above all others and I know you will be there for me, as you have already said, I have your trust. I am sorry if this has put you in an awkward position."

"I feel slightly honoured that you feel that way towards me, and you have my trust. Do you feel an attraction to me or see me as some sort of future lover."

"I think you are a very attractive women, but my feelings towards you and my reasons for talking to you about this, are nothing more than as my teacher and my friend. When I feel more comfortable with my sexuality or if I find someone I really care for in that way and that my affections are returned, I may take the next step, I just need a friend, that is all."

"Well thank you again for your trust in me. Why have you not told your parents first?"

"I was going to, I have a very solid and open relationship with them, but I wanted someone at school to know first, a friend, you."

"Are you scared your parents reaction will be less than positive."

"No not really, they may not fully understand, but I do at least feel they will be very loving and supportive off my decision."

"How long have you known."

"About a year, but as with everything I do, understanding it was the more difficult process. I have been doing a lot of research on the subject, mainly being a young lesbian and about coming out to your parents. The internet has been a most valuable tool over the year."

"So why now, if you do not feel ready to attempt to find a girlfriend, why do you feel you have to tell people now at such a young age, you might find this is just a phase."

"Unless you are gay also" she flinched at this, but I simply continued "you just know in yourself enough to believe the truth. I believe eventually they many will figure out I am different from other girls. I will not deny who I am, I have integrity and a strong belief in who I am, my sister told me that no matter what, I am who I am, and I felt you know and understand me better than anyone else to believe me."

"I hope you don’t mind me asking these questions, please do not think I am judging you. These are just things that others may ask, it is with hope that not only do you understand it, that I can understand it as well. I have no real experience on this subject." She stopped talking and looked down at her shoes. I could not see her face but from the shaking of shoulders and general body language, she was crying.

"I am sorry Amy; please tell me what is wrong?" I touched her knee to let her know I was there if she needed me, but she flinched at my touch. "I am sorry again; I did not mean to put any pressure on you." I did not know what to do, so decided it would be better to leave. I made my way towards the door, but as my hand reached for the door handle I heard Amy sniffle.

"Please don't leave" she asked. My heart wept for the pain I heard in her voice, I went Amy, wrapping my arms around her, offering my support. After a few minutes she calmed down and asked me to sit again. I apologised again but she put her hands up to stop any further talking from me. "Please don't apologise, you have done nothing wrong, in fact, if anyone should apologise, it should be me. Please allow me to explain. There is a something that very few know about me, a secret I have kept hidden from many people. I almost lied to you Sophie, which upset me more than you could ever know. I know that you have asked for my support and I beg your forgiveness for allowing my own past to almost break the trust we have built and ask for your support now. I need to tell you my own secret, it is finally time I stopped hiding, admit to myself the truth and finally tell someone." I knew what she was going to say, but I gave her the chance to tell me.

"Amy, nothing you tell me will leave my lips, if you need to tell me, you have my confidence and trust as well as my friendship. I believe we are true kindred spirits and together we can stand up to our fears, heads held high, together we can do anything." Suddenly she broke down again. I saw the utter relief Amy was showing, I had given her hope. This made me cry as well, I felt proud of myself for being able to help someone important to me. She quickly stood and lifting me out of my seat, wrapped me in a tight hug. I wrapped my arms around her waist as we held each other and cried. This was a major turning point in our friendship; the bond we had built over the last few years was sealed. I had never felt a feeling as strong. After a lot of comfortable minutes in each others arms we slowly parted, Amy kissed me on the cheek and offered I take my seat again.

"In all my life I have never felt closer to another person. It is a truly amazing feeling, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your friendship and support. I am extremely thankful that you have come into my life."

"I feel exactly the same, I think we are closer than any two friends could be. It is a very warm and happy feeling that I do not wish to lose."

"Whatever happens I feel nothing could ever break our friendship. You know, the moment you first came into this classroom, I knew just by that first smile you gave me that you were someone very special."

"I felt it too, you understand me, you showed your trust and belief in me, better than anyone else has, you have truly become my closet friend and confident. So do you feel ready to talk, if you need more time, I can give you as much as you need."

"No, I need to do this now, I feel strong, stronger than ever. Sophie, I am gay too." Now this is what I was expecting her to say but it was still a shock, but I felt closer to her.

"So you know what I am going through, that helps me a great deal to know I have someone who knows what to expect and who I can talk to without any prejudice."

"Well as I said earlier, not many know my secret, you are the first I have told in 8 years. Since then I haven’t even dated to confirm my true feelings. I have hidden myself away from the world and just stuck to teaching, distracting myself with books and homework. There are two people in the world that I loved, and I hope to find love one day, true love, but my fears, I am afraid, got the better of me." She wasn’t crying anymore but seemed very upset.

"So these two people, you were afraid of telling either of them?"

"Please let me explain everything to you, so that you understand what you may face in the furture, but also so you know me more personally, than anyone else. Sophie in the time you have started this conversation, you have helped me so much. I have been given the true gift of friendship, I feel blessed to know you and hope whatever I say neither upsets you or ruins the bond we have sealed this very night, a bond that has developed over the years into something special." She paused again.

I slid my chair forward so I could be closer to her. I held out my hands so that I could hold hers, offering my non-verbal support. She took both my hands and held them tight. Amy gave me another smile and continued. "I was 15 years old when I first told anyone of my feeling, it was my best friend. It was on my 15th birthday, during the party I asked Claire to dance, she agreed and it was during that dance I realised just how beautiful she was, how much she meant to me. It was on that night I knew I was gay. After several months I understood that I had always preferred women to men and had also learned of the term lesbian. I needed to talk to someone, so I felt my best friend would understand and stay by my side. She then asked if I liked her as more than a friend. My answer was honest and true, I would not lie to her, so I said yes, but her reaction was not of friendship. I told her I did like her that way, I loved her very much, but this was not what she wanted to hear. She became very angry at me, called me a lot of names. After that I never spoke to her again. We avoided each other at school and ever since. What hurt more than anything though, was that she not only told her parents, who told my parents, but she told other students, which soon turned into the whole school knowing. I was picked on, it was the worst time of my life. When I finished school, I left home and the county, going to university to study to become a teacher. Sophie, the person you chose to tell your secret too, me, was the one person who actually became a teacher so i could give support to the students, support I never got." Gradually as she told me her story, more and more tears cascaded down her cheeks. I could feel her pain, not only in the years of unshed tears, but in the way her hands were shaking.

"I am sorry Amy that you had to go through that alone, but now I am here, you can share your pain and let it out, find someone who deserves your love. I know you have plenty of love in you and I am very glad to have you in my life and knowing I was absolutely right to choose you as my friend. I only hope that there is another out there, the love of my life, who is just like you." She broke down again but also pulled me into another hug, the best yet, we both felt the love and friendship we shared and both felt even stronger towards each other as we cried happy tears. We both slowly parted, I looked into Amy's eyes, seeing right into her soul. I raised my hand to gently wipe the tears from her face. She reached up and held my hand to her face as she leaned into it, she raised her other hand and placed it against my cheek. It was then I realised that I loved her, like the moment she felt with her friend, it was a shocking revelation, but it was a truth I could not deny. Looking into her eyes, I could see that she felt it too. My hand gently stroked the hand that was cupping my face while my thumb on my other hand caressed her cheek.

"I love you." I said softly. After everything Amy had gone through I needed to tell her that, but not only for her but for me. Even at a young age, what I had just said along with the gentle strokes my hands were making, I knew I had found my one true love. Amy smiled, a few gentle tears left her already swollen red eyes.

"I love you too Sophie." At this declaration to each other, we both leaned towards the other. Our eyes closed, our heads tilted as our lips joined in the most amazing feeling I have ever experienced. Our first kiss. It was very gentle, a kiss that both of us could truly feel the love we felt for each other. Eventually we parted, but we kept our faces close. The smile on her face was the biggest I had ever seen, she seemed so happy.

"I don’t regret that kiss, but I am your teacher, as you are my student, which in the rule books of all schools, is number 1 on the not to do list. But we both love each other, a love I know is strong and true, that we will hopefully share for the rest of lives, I will not lose that love, now or ever."

I nodded my head gently in agreement, truly stunned that all this was happening. "Forever." I said simply.

"This is not going to be easy for either of us, we have to be very careful, I am not going to lose you. I need you Sophie like I need air. I don't ever want to feel the loneliness I have felt in the last 8 years. I will hand in my resignation in the morning."

"No! I do not wish you to leave." I said it harshly, but I left no doubt that I would not let her do this.

"But I cannot be here and have you as well; it is just too risky if anyone were to find out."

"I need you here and so does every one of your other students. You are one of the best teachers in the school, you may think I am biased but it is true. Firstly I would like to say we are partners now. Partner’s means that no matter what happens, we are in this together, we make decisions together, and that is one I refuse to agree to. I may be 14, but I know who I am and what I want, but I also understand the risk we undertake. We have some big decisions to make, but together we can do anything. We are meant to be together, I don’t think I could wait for when I finish school to be together. We need to be together now and forever. I love you Amy, I knew that from the moment I met you, but only now realising. With everything I am I will protect you and our love and make sure for now, nobody finds out." By now neither of us was trying to stop the happy tears we both shed. We were sharing a moment neither of us would ever forget.

"I loved you too, from the moment I met you."

"I was the second person you mentioned earlier." She simply nodded. "Amy I am very afraid of what tomorrow brings us, I know it won’t be easy. But we have tonight and I want to suggest something to you. Before I tell you I want you to understand, that we agree or disagree together from now on. But it may help give us some peace of mind for the future."

"You want to tell you parents about us don’t you, when you tell them you are a lesbian." Wow, we really do love and know each other well.

"Does our love mean we can read each others mind?" She laughed, which was nice to hear after a night of many tears.

"Kind of, as you say, we are partners, for that we need to understand each other. I agree, I know you well enough to know this is too important to keep this from them, and with there support and hopeful acceptance, we must have no secrets from the ones we love, especially each other."

"This night will mean more to me than anything else. We should get home before it is too late. Can you give me a lift home?" She nodded happily. "I should talk to them on my own, but I would like you nearby so I can have them meet you afterwards."

We both exchanged each others numbers, both home and mobile and left to head off to our future. Once she stopped the car outside my house, I needed some reassurance.

"Amy, can I have another kiss, I need to share our love if just for a moment?" She looked in my eyes and kissed me deeply.

"Sophie, no matter what I love you, whatever happens, I will support you in anyway I can."

"Amy I love you too, I’ll never get tired of saying that, nothing will keep us apart."

I waved to Amy she drove away. I took a deep breath and opened the door. "Mom, dad, I’m home." I heard shouts of hello and went into the living room. My mom was sat comfortably reading a book. Turning to me she gave me a smile, slipped a bookmark into the book and placed it on the coffee table.

"Hello honey, did everything go ok with your teacher?" At the mention of Amy I smiled.

"Not quite what I expected but it went very well. When you and dad are ready, I would like to talk to you both. I have a few things to tell you that you may not be happy to hear, but I do hope you will at least stand by my decisions?"

"Mark, could you hold off on dinner and come in here please." My mom shouted to dad. After a short while my dad entered the room with smile on his face.

"Hello pumpkin, how was your talk with your teacher?" Before I could answer my mom interrupted.

"Mark, it seems it went well, but Sophie has something very important to tell us." He sat down and I felt the room suddenly tighten around me, so I took a few deep breaths.

"Please don't worry honey, whatever you tell us, no matter what we will support you, we promise you that ok." Encouraged mom.

"I want to believe that, but it's not quite what you want to here."

"But it is obviously important to you and the fact you want to tell us rather than keeping it a secret means a lot to the both of us. If you can be honest with us, we can be honest and understanding with you. We both love you very much Sophie, you are too important to us to judge either your choices or mistakes." I looked at them both nervously.

"Mom, dad, I’m gay." They sat there for a moment, turned to each other then turned to me with a smile.

"We know honey." my mom said.

"How do you know?" I blurted out, this was news to me, but the relief was immense, confusing, but still I felt huge weight lifted of my chest.

"Your sister told us before she died." How did my sister know, she died over a year ago before I knew.

"But I didn’t even know then." Dad told me that Sally, my sister was a lesbian, and that I might be also.

"You have our support Sophie, always. We love you and nothing you can say will make us think any less of you or your choices in life and that you have also found that support with your teacher."

"Thank you for understanding. Well as you know, I decided to speak to Miss Taylor first, my English teacher, so I have someone at school to support me. This is hard for me to tell you, but please understand that what I tell you now was unexpected, and that I am very happy it did. I have Miss Taylor's support but I also found true love. Mom, dad? Miss Taylor, Amy is her name, and I have discovered a very strong love for each other as well as a strong bond of friendship. We are in a relationship with each other and would like both your support." This was not something they expected to here. Dad stormed out the room very angrily while mom just stared at the wall. I needed Amy here now, I really needed her presence. Eventually my mom stood and came and sat down next to me and pulled me into a loving hug. I could not stop the tears.

"I am so sorry mom, I did not mean to upset you or dad, I just needed to be honest and tell you, Amy agreed. We will have to keep this a secret from everyone else, but I would not lie to the ones I love." Then we cried together and eventually my dad returned to the room.

"Sophie, I would like to meet this teacher of yours as soon as possible?"

"Why, what are you going to do?" I was very afraid, but then there was a knock at the door, and I knew it was Amy, don’t ask me how, but she had heard my heart scream her name, knew that I needed her and had come. Dad went to answer it and after a few moments both Amy and my dad entered the room. I got up and rushed into Amy's arms, I needed her, needed to feel her heart beating, need to touch her. As we hugged my dad sat with mom and started a quiet conversation. Eventually Amy and I parted. Amy kept eye contact with me, silently showing her love and support. Taking her hand I led her to the couch, neither of us spoke as we waited until my parents were ready to talk. Eventually my parents turned to Amy then to me. It was my Mom who spoke first.

"If your intention was to shock us, then you succeeded, I’ve never seen your father so angry." Dad then interjected.

"Sophie I hope you believe me, that even though I lost my temper slightly, when you told us you wanted to have a relationship with your teacher; it was the shock of it all that got to me. You hear stories about teachers who have sex with there students and I think it was more fear than anything else that made me react so angrily." Mom and dad were seated like us, holding hands and offering each other there love and support.

"Sophie we both love you" my mom began "But this is just a very unusual situation, we have promised your our love and support, but we can’t help but feel that this is just too wrong. How do you expect us to allow your teacher to take advantage of you like this?" Amy and I were about to speak, but my mom just held up her hand to stop us. "However, we both said we trust you completely and if you say that this is what you want, then we can only hope you have made the correct decision." She then looked at Amy, sizing her up. "Amy is it?” Amy simply nodded. "We have promised to trust Sophie and to support and love her, but I am sure you understand you have both put us in a very difficult position. Hopefully though, now that we have both calmed down, we should discuss this together. We may discover that what you two have found is both special and pure, not something that society and any parent would frown upon, the idea of allowing a teacher and student to have a sexual relationship." We both nodded.

"Dad, before you left the room, I was given you the plain and simple truth of what we have. At no point did I say we were doing anything sexual, just that we simply had a loving friendship, which we wanted to develop into a relationship. I am 14 years old and Amy is."

"23" Amy said.

"23, but what you need to understand firstly and foremost, are that in terms of experience, we are both at exactly the same place. Neither one of us has any experience in what it takes to have a relationship. Even though Amy is both 23 and a lesbian, she is just as inexperienced as me, having neither had any type of relationship with anybody else. Tonight was as difficult for Amy as it was for me; she has her own fears to face before we can embark on anything sexual. So please let me tell you that neither one of us is ready, when we are, I am sure at that point we may decide to discuss the matter with you. I love you both and I will not lie to you, but I also cannot and will not deny my love for Amy." My parents had every right to question us, I would not begrudge them that chance, but Amy was now a part of me, I had to fight for us.

"Mr and Mrs Green, I know this is a shock to you both. It is also a shock to Sophie and me. I am not here to defend my actions, whatever action you feel you must take against me, I will not stop you. I am here to support Sophie, I promised I would, I love and support her fully." My parents sat silent for a moment before my mom spoke.

"Amy would you like to join us for dinner?" We both turned to face each other and nodded.

"Yes, that would be nice, thank you." And with that dad got up and left to finish dinner. "Now where your father and I stand, it has been agreed that we will support your choice. We both love you, but this situation is very difficult to handle at the moment. So we hope you give us the time we need to adjust, we may even fully accept it, but only with time. Amy I would like to know you better so please feel free to come and go as you please. We just ask that you both be very careful."

"Thanks mom, I know it will be difficult for you and dad. Amy is so wonderful, I admit we don't know everything about each other but we have plenty of time to find out." I looked at Amy and gave her quick kiss on the lips which made her blush. I stood and went towards mom and gave her a big hug and another whispered thanks. I turned back to my beautiful partner, things were going to be ok, together and with the support of my parents, my future looks great. I approached Amy and taking her hand I led her to the kitchen where we were to share our first meal together, kind of like our first date, except my parents would be there, strange how life can sometimes work out.

"Amy why don't you tell us something about yourself." asked mom who seemed to be the instigator of tonight’s talking.

"Erm, well how much has Sophie told you?"

"Sophie hasn’t told us much, why don't you tell a brief history about yourself. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable, but if you’re with Sophie, then your part of the family, I just like to know a little something about yourself." I could see that mom was making an effort, so Amy told her about where she was born, who her parents were, where she went to school and college.

"So what made you become a teacher?"

"I wanted to help students to learn and to be like a friend to them if needed, something I didn't have when I was at school." Now Amy seemed uncomfortable and mom could sense that.

"So what happened for you two to suddenly fall in love with each other, that is to say, by what you've told me, this was only discovered tonight, so what changed, because I can only assume you both must have had feelings for each other before tonight?" asked mom.

"Let me explain mom. I was revealing to Amy that I am a lesbian and she asked me some questions. Eventually it led Amy to tell me something personal, showing a great deal of trust towards me, and it made me realise that there was a bond there, we held each other and then I realised I loved her. Now I am no expert on love but I feel it was always there. Amy has always been a friend to me and I think I have always had deep feelings for her, but it wasn’t until tonight we both confessed them to each other. I know Amy will be there for me, but I also know that she needs me now just a much."

"Why is that?" asked dad.

"I think Amy needs to answer that." I replied

"It's ok Sophie, you can tell them, no secrets remember." said Amy. I took Amy's hand in mine and looked her in the eyes.

"Amy, you need to talk about this yourself, it is a secret you have buried deep down, that until tonight has held you back. I believe the more you talk about it yourself, the better you will feel."

"You are so smart, I love you Sophie, and you're right, I do need to start talking about this. I've let my fears affect too much of my life until now." Amy hugged me and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek with a whispered 'Thank You' in my ear. She held my hand and turned to speak to my parents. She told them what happened to herself while at school and one of the real reasons she wanted to teach. How she kept her sexuality secret and how very lonely she had become.

"You were afraid of what other people would think of you?" Ask mom. Amy nodded. "I hope you can come to us and Sophie for support whenever you need it. You seem to me like a loving and caring person and can see why Sophie loves you so much. I think we both still have our reservations Amy, but I believe allowing your relationship will at least allow you both the love and support you are going to need at least in the next few years. But there is still a worry, what is going to happen once you are back at school?" Both Amy and I turned to each other then just shrugged our shoulders.

"We haven’t thought about that yet, but I guess we just have to see what happens on Monday. I have a class with Amy on Monday first thing. I know our love is too important for us, to do anything stupid." I said.

"I agree." began Amy, "You both have a valid reason to be worried, because right now all I want to do is hold Sophie, just being apart while she was talking to you earlier was extremely difficult, I wasn’t even able to eat. I value any input or advice the both of you could offer me and Sophie." It would not be easy to be together and not be together. Just holding her hand was enough but I wanted more. Mom spoke discreetly to dad for a few moments, while I rested against Amy's shoulder. Amy put her arm around me, in order to comfort me.

"I am sorry Amy, I just did not realise the full implications of what it might mean to be together." I said.

"You don't have to apologise Sophie, I want this too, this was always going to be difficult, but love is never easy, especially in our situation. I can't promise that nobody will ever find out before you leave school or tell you that either of us will cope with the coming few years. But no matter what, as long as we have each other, it won’t matter."

"But when can we be together, I feel I have lost you already, I need to have some time with you, to explore my feelings for you." I said tearfully.

"I want that to, but we have to take each day at a time. Although, knowing that when we are apart, you still hold my heart, and knowing it is in the safest place in the world. We will find the time to be together, weekends maybe, we can chat or talk on the phone. I know we will have limited physical contact, but just believe in us and everything will be fine."

"I will, I promise, I need you like the flower needs the sun, now that I have found you, I can never let you go."

"It's scary I know, I have never felt anything like this for anyone but you Sophie, even my best friend never made me feel alive like you do, so you can bet I am never going to lose you." We both held each other and cried, we were so lost in our own world, we forget about my parents, who had been listening to everything we said.

"Let's go back into the living and finish this conversation, we may have a solutions to your problem." said dad.

"It was very touching to both of us to see just a much you seem to care for each other, seeing how you interact and how lost you both seem without each other, we feel that keeping you together secretly is something we want to help you both to do." Said mom. "First thing I will suggest Sophie, is that you need to make friends, not only do you need the distraction at school, but it is wrong for someone your age not socialise with people your own age, it is a part of growing up."

"I will try real hard to do that, it won’t be easy but I will try."

"We feel that neither of you can be seen together outside of school, and that means no dating until Sophie finishes school. I know that seems unfair, but you have to be very discreet."

"I agree" said Amy.

"We want to trust you Amy with our daughter, as long as you respect our wishes we will allow you to spend time with Sophie in this house. This is not easy for any of us, but we would feel better that all of your personal time be spent here. Amy, I must insist that Sophie does not visit your house at all, even if we did fully trust you; it is too easy if anybody spots a student enter your house to make the correct assumptions. Amy feel free to come and go as you please to this house, but never together, if anybody asks who you are, we will say you are our friend, which is not a lie. This last part was extremely difficult for us to agree upon, but it is something we agree. We feel that if Sophie had met someone her own age and had not told us about it, she could have acted like most teenagers, like myself, and snuck around finding places to be together with you. As it is she has told us about yourselves and if your willing, not to sneak around, then it would be unfair of us to stop you having some alone time discovering each others, err special places, we want to respect your privacy. So we have decided to get Sophie a double bed and that if at anytime you wish to stay Amy, you can. It is going to be hard to adjust to all of this, for all of us, so as long as you both follow the rules and be as discrete as possible; we feel this would be the best course of action to take in order for you to have a successful, and hopefully secret relationship over the next few years. So what do you think?" They say honesty is the best policy, and they were right. My parents in a short time had successfully figured a solid plan of action that not only kept our relationship a secret, but also allowed us to explore freely in the privacy of there home. How could I not agree?

"Mom, dad, you have got to be the smartest, greatest, most amazing people and parents in the world, the trust and love you are showing us is simply amazing. To have you on our sides like this is something neither of us could have ever hoped to have. I believe tonight has brought us all together to form a stronger relationship and a hope for a long and happy future. Thank you both." I was crying by the end, I got up and gave both my parents a great big hug. When I had finished Amy decided to do the same, giving them an extremely teary 'Thank You' to both of them.

That night would never be forgotten by any of the four of us. It was a turning point in all our lives. I suppose when you are 14 and fall in love with your 23 year old teacher and your both female, society would tend to feel a bit negative towards any such behaviour, but at least we had my parents. There support was invaluable, and mom was right, that if I was straight, things would have been so very much easier. After this night the only important thing was that I had found my true love, Amy Taylor, a smart, wonderful, caring, and amazing (you get the idea), woman. I loved her with all of my heart and soul, and now we had the privacy and time to tell each other that and explore our love. All thanks to honesty and the love and support of my parents. I was indeed blessed and very, very, very happy.