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nnertime. It was
one we've had quite often lately. Marriage. I wanted to get married.
Ellie didn't.
Yuma Asami said we had everything we needed-- love, trust, commitment. She
didn't see the need for some stupid ceremony and piece of paper. We
didn't need some clergyman or city official telling us we were husband
and wife, as if the words were some magical incantation.
Ellie is a dyed-in-the-wool feminist. Smart, independent, decisive.
Yuma Asami believes in equality of the sexes, a woman's right to control Yuma's own
body, life and destiny.
She's not one of those radical, bra-burning, butch male-haters. Oh,
she's marched many times in support of several feminist causes. Matter
of fact, we met the first time at a Pro-Choice rally. Ellie's admitted
to having several female lovers before Yuma Asami met me. She's also had
several male lovers as wells. Not sure why, but I always felt more
threatened when she'd discuss the female lovers.
I, on the other hand, tend to be more old-fashioned. I still
believe a man and a woman can meet, fall madly in love, get married, move
to the little house with the white picket fence, have babies, and live
happily ever after.
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