So, even though the characters in this story are newlywed dykes, and I am a newlywed dyke, THIS IS NOT A STORY ABOUT MY LIFE. Promise. Sarah was afraid that some people might think it is autobiographical, which of course WOULD BE A MISINTERPRETATION. So here goes. Ahem. ATTENTION INTERWEBS: THIS IS A FICTIONAL STORY. IT IS NOT ABOUT US. IT IS ABOUT OTHER PEOPLE. IMAGINARY PEOPLE. ME AND SARAH HAVE GREAT SEX ALL THE TIME. THE NEIGHBORS HATE US. WE BELIEVE "LESBIAN BED DEATH" IS A PATRIARCHAL MYTH. DID I MENTION WE HAVE SEX ALL THE TIME?

Thank you.