There was this strange electricity and the feeling of "falling in love" radiating between us.  It was as if our souls met, finally noticed one another, above and beyond our egos and personalities.  My heart fluttered, raced, skipped a beat.  The energy went all the way down my body from my heart to my clitoris.  From there it jumped out from me through to her clear across the room while simultaneously energy zoomed from her to me. I was blown away and much to my surprise, I was really turned on!  

She looked at me and I at her and in that instant I knew that she knew that we were both excited about one another and felt deep, deep love.  We smiled, then became embarrassed, looked away and then it all dissolved.

Afterwards I wondered if I was really a lesbian.  That would really complicate things since I was married and monogamous.  Since there was nowhere to take it, I let it go.

Years later, when I picked up this lost thread, I discovered I could love women and still love men.  I felt I was bisexual, but leaned toward heterosexuality.  But more important than applying labels to myself, I found I could love whom I loved, no matter what body he or she wore.